<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686</id><updated>2012-01-25T07:18:12.510+05:30</updated><category term='Recommended Books ..'/><category term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><category term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category term='Food .. My second love ...'/><category term='My first love .. Movies..'/><category term='Fact hain .. Accept it ..'/><category term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>BRAIN DAMAGE</title><subtitle type='html'>Adverse effects of Excessive Intelligence .....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-3038458615530844785</id><published>2011-11-22T22:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:29:01.226+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>Youth exposed to Mad ads - fails sanity test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I had given up posting on my blog for close to two months. I was running low on Content as usual and was wasting a lot of time reading spicy news on the mighty Great Andhra website introduced to me by a friend. Hostel inspection today&amp;nbsp;reminded me of cleanliness which inturn reminded me of harpic and the ugly ad. Thanks to overdose of cricket i get to watch atleast 30 commercials a day, each of them for atleast 10 times a day. I remember times when my sister and I waited for boring Doordarshan serials to take a break so that we could watch our favorite ads on TV.&amp;nbsp;These are times when people would be ready to pay double or may be five times if there existed ad free versions of these channels. If you can charge people for HD you can charge them for Ad-Free as well. In fact you can put this up as your CSR initiative from this year. You would be doing a great help to the society by cutting down LKPD ads on TV where the guy thinks deodorant is the short cut to getting a blow job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking of Harpic, I am very lazy to clean my toilet. Please come to my&amp;nbsp;room and clean my toilet for me Hussain Kuwajerwala. And it is not a healthy idea to clean your nose with your tongue especially when you have fingers which can do it more efficiently. I had earlier thought Madhavan's Vim Liquid Soap ad to be really lame. I don't know where this series of ads had started where people just knock on your doors and ask you to take a challenge, but it has been disgusting to see this&amp;nbsp;"creative" formula used over and over again. Imagine Trisha krishnan breaking into your&amp;nbsp;toilet and asking you if your tooth paste had salt. I can imagine this being apt only for a porn film. And by the way the&amp;nbsp;first time i had seen Sunny Leone is on Big Boss, before that i heard her name from a friend.&amp;nbsp;I think she has a bright future on indian television,&amp;nbsp;especially if she takes up a contract with Balaji Telefilms. I mean every hot chick&amp;nbsp;in their serials looks like Sunny Leone in Saree and vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the topic, i am pissed off with&amp;nbsp;the "har friend zaroori hota hain" concept. The idea to begin with was a big hit among the youth, what the fuck do you mean when you are using the same shit with HD TV. The concept is as out of place as fart coming out of one's&amp;nbsp;mouth. And i definitely would not make friends with a retard who thinks the police will call back on a missed call. Do you find the ad funny ?? Say yes ??You too are a retard... Do you think you can fool your friend on the phone that you are really watchin an F1 race by using a hair drier and doggy orgasmic sounds&amp;nbsp;??? Go kill yourself. And the list will go on .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i had seen people laughing for the lamest of all ads on TV and then realised it is the exposure to these ads that made them insane. They have even started using the dialogues from the ads and making jokes out of them everywhere. Prolonged exposure to ads does have effects on the thought process of anyone. Use the mute button, stay protected.... By the way this reminds of bisleri's water demon ad. Why does a demon living in water need bisleri to drink when it is choking??? and when a whole person is stuck in the demon's throat, you wash it off with a litre bottle of bisleri ???&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way who should be responsible for such shitty ads coming out on TV. The Ad agencies for coming up with shit , or the companies whose products are being advertised. Are marketing heads of big companies such rotten shit heads that they do not make out that ad makers are making them Chu**s. Don't they run a pilot before OKing the ad?? Did they not teach this in IIMs etc etc ??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-3038458615530844785?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/3038458615530844785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/11/youth-exposed-to-mad-ads-fails-sanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/3038458615530844785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/3038458615530844785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/11/youth-exposed-to-mad-ads-fails-sanity.html' title='Youth exposed to Mad ads - fails sanity test'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-601065661301027708</id><published>2011-10-15T14:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:44:19.789+05:30</updated><title type='text'>facebook Logo laancheee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;No.. facebook has not changed its logo, neither is there a need to do it considering the fact that it is able to attract a million new people everyday ... I was going through my favorite idlebrain.com ( am idiomatic name which perectly suits it idiotic content ) and found this link which said " facebook logo launch". I clicked on&amp;nbsp;it to find that facebook was&amp;nbsp;a new movie by a crackhead of a music composer turned actor turned director ( more like himesh reshammiya of telugu film industry minus long term success) called R. P patnaik .. I was wondering - since when did movies start having logos.. How i wish all the movies had logos, it would have added one more round to my quizzes -&amp;nbsp;guess the movie by the logo.. it would have been the most difficult round considering the zero creativity, high imitation standards of the likes of Karan Gigolohar and gang ... yes, coming back to idlebrain, this has been a food for thought for quite some time looking at the popularity of the website and the number of hits it gets on a day. I think this is only next to facebook in popularity among the gults ( the ones still back in India, not the ones abroad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been following this website for the last 18 months due to unavailability of telugu channels in this part of the world ... The website is analogous to healthy (read fat) &amp;nbsp;punjabi girls who fake keneddian accent.. you cannot stand it for more than 3 minutes .... With a puchline of ' telugu cinema etc' this website was started by a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spoonerism"&gt;cupid stunt&lt;/a&gt; who calls himself&amp;nbsp;Jeevi&amp;nbsp;and mostly writes reviews of movies. keep aside bad design of the website, there is zero creativity to attract the readers to the website, and the english used in the reviews- google translate would do a better work translating telugu to english ... I think you should be changing it to a Telugu website now that internet access does not need one to&amp;nbsp;be proficient in&amp;nbsp;english .. Anyways most of the people in this state know as much english as indianpornvideos.com , hardcoreindiansex.net, southindiansex.com, savita bhabhi etc etc .. and it would not be hard to remember idlebrain.com ... by the way your website is as enticing as these other easy-to-remember websites are with one out of four links saying " Photos : Spicy ABC " .. Whats so spicy about &lt;a href="http://www.idlebrain.com/movie/photogallery/hemajelloju/index.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; ?? This is the yuckiest photo shoot anyone would have ever done with an actress ... I think i can do a better work if i am given an SLR to take pics of people .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hari priya is neat as a girl who is ditched...." what kind of a description is this to the performance of an artist .. And how do you&amp;nbsp;define " a ditched girl" . I am sure&amp;nbsp;i have seen&amp;nbsp;atleast a dozen kinds of ditched girls ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nani Excels" - you call that a punchline for a film... A puchline is supposed to attract audience to the theaters .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can beat the punchline " Desi Forrest Gump" for My name is Khan ... hats off Mr Jeevi... It explains your&amp;nbsp;thought process&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;two words - Fucked up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder your website manages to pull crowd just like BalaKrishna's movies or IPL matches... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can find a million mistakes in this website but will still watch it for 3 minutes everyday because i don't want to miss the fun of laughing looking at few lame posts and&amp;nbsp;to add to it&amp;nbsp;my love for telugu movies ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is the best website for telugu movies i can imagine how worse the other websites can be ... Please do not humiliate me in front of my non Telugu friends ..this is a plea to all those dumb asses who run these websites to please change your ways and be resposible movie journos ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-601065661301027708?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/601065661301027708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/facebook-logo-laancheee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/601065661301027708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/601065661301027708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/facebook-logo-laancheee.html' title='facebook Logo laancheee'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-6860067517076767824</id><published>2011-10-15T07:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:52:05.128+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommended Books ..'/><title type='text'>3 more books to the list ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;As usual after giving up on 2 books&amp;nbsp;after reading less than 50 pages of them, I finished reading 3 books over the last&amp;nbsp;two months, the first took few weeks, the second a few days and the thrid one just 26 hours (Thanks to an exam called World class manufacturing where you&amp;nbsp;might&amp;nbsp;fail if you study).&amp;nbsp;Addiction is the right word to describe my current stint with books .... here goes the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Fao8idjSdU/Tpjn7b-683I/AAAAAAAAAww/as0m-52HTrQ/s1600/Rye5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Fao8idjSdU/Tpjn7b-683I/AAAAAAAAAww/as0m-52HTrQ/s200/Rye5.jpg" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly one of the best books written in the last century... It had been long pending for over an year since the first time i borrowed it from the library ... The book is about a teenager Holden Caufield who had a series of expulsions from schools all over America, coz he would not do well at studies. He came from a well off family which could manage to get him admission in one of the best schools in the country, but he never would reach the expectations.. The book starts off with him being expelled from Pencey .. and the journey he takes after deciding he would&amp;nbsp;go away a few days early&amp;nbsp;from the school and spend a week's time loafing around in the city and then go home ... During his day long stay in the city of New york he decides he would go home only once and meet his sister and then go Hitch-hiking and start working in some farm or somewhere and live a life in his own way, not having to bother about anything in this world. After a&amp;nbsp;failed attempt at tryin&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;have fun with a hooker and getting beaten up by an elevator guy in the&amp;nbsp;hotel,&amp;nbsp;He meets a couple of freinds, goes to his place to meet his sister for one last time... Due to the trun around of events he decides against his original plan of living a life different from the "Phonies" as he calls the people around him... This&amp;nbsp;narration of a teenager with references to his adolescence is just a perfect story any teenager might enjoy and every adult having a tennage kid would appreciate that they themselves&amp;nbsp;had been through a turmoil of emotions during that phase... This book is a classic depiction of the mind of an American teenager born in the first half of the 20th century ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHcyFJRoCUY/TpjoJs9hxaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/PtPRgdsgAfg/s1600/meluha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHcyFJRoCUY/TpjoJs9hxaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/PtPRgdsgAfg/s200/meluha.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The immortals of Meluha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Not sure if many people will like it, but i did. The moment i saw the email from the librarian that the book was on shelf, i ran to get it.. Unfortunately i had to wait for 2 long days to get hands on it. The only reason i wanted to read this book is the fact that it was in sync with my take on Indian mythology. After having argued with people trying to explain the difference between mythology and history and failing to influence people with my ideologies, i decided not to waste energy on it anymore ... Amish is number three on the list of writers from IIM whose books i have read... and he seemd to be the biggest of crackheads among them ... keeping him aside, the book is a different take on Indian mythology, a little spooky in its ways, enough reason for a VHP activist to calla bandh demanding the ban of the book considering the fact that they do not have much activity these days, the book depicts the legend of Shiva who is a Tribal head from the lake Mansarovar who goes to meluha - the perfect country-&amp;nbsp;on invitation from the king, looking out for a better life for his people away from the war with other tribes of Tibet.. A mysterious reaction&amp;nbsp;- a side effect of administration of a medicine called somras leads to the discovery of Neelkant .. the saviour of the world who has to fight the evil and save Meluha which he does over due course of time only to land up in confusion over " fighting for the right/righteous side." meanwhile he falls in love with Sati, the princess of meluha. After defeating the Swadweepans in the war and taking control over ayodhya, shiva has to still avenge the death of his Brother like Brihaspati who was killed by&amp;nbsp;Naga warrior who had been following Sati from the first time Shiva had met her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VF-Ff5nSlM/TpjosdMVKoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YlxG16CxrIA/s1600/the+secret+of+the+nagas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VF-Ff5nSlM/TpjosdMVKoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YlxG16CxrIA/s200/the+secret+of+the+nagas.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Secret of The Nagas - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After&amp;nbsp;thinking a lot about what is right and what is wrong, shiva gives up the thought and leads a life in peace smoking weed in Ayodhya with his friend badra and a&amp;nbsp;pregnant Sati who gives birth to Karthik... After being attacked by the Naga and finding out possible connection of him with a Kingdom called Branga what we today call as West bengal&amp;nbsp;and Bangladesh, Shiva&amp;nbsp;plans a journey to find out the existence&amp;nbsp;of the Nagas..&amp;nbsp;After reaching the Branga kingdom, he&amp;nbsp;decides he&amp;nbsp;needs to find&amp;nbsp;a cure to the plague which had been killing people in branga, which leads him to a Bandit called Parushuram, who apparently belongs to the clan of vasudevs, an elite brahmin community. meanwhile Sati goes on a mission to save a village from Maneaters and the story takes a turn when the Naga warrior too follows her to the same village wanting to meet her ... Later Shiva the Neelkant who is realizes that all the evils he had been fighting until now are all belivers in the legnd of neelkant sets on a Mission trying to find the secret of the Nagas who live some where in todays maharshtra and whose capital is actually a few miles from where i have stationed my self over the last 18 months ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about the first two novels of Shiva trilogy is the way amish has brought together&amp;nbsp;the History of Indian Civilizations with the Mythology. Few lines in the book make you feel you are either stoned or the author had written the lines when he was stoned. A part of the second book might get boring in between but over all it was a nice experience reading the books and am waiting for the third part... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* up next - The Hitch-hikers guide to the galaxy, Chanakya's Chant and Shantaram .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-6860067517076767824?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/6860067517076767824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/3-more-books-to-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6860067517076767824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6860067517076767824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/3-more-books-to-list.html' title='3 more books to the list ....'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Fao8idjSdU/Tpjn7b-683I/AAAAAAAAAww/as0m-52HTrQ/s72-c/Rye5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-4360843562566867671</id><published>2011-10-03T00:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:14:18.748+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ram ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;M K Gandhi = { National Holidays, Munnabhai MBBS}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is the status M. K. Gandhi enjoys today ... In one of my recent posts about Che Guevara i mentioned how&amp;nbsp;Popular guevara is&amp;nbsp;in our Urban society- knowingly or unknowingly. Today is Gandhi Jayanti and most of the people around me do not remember it.. They remember the date very well coz it is another dream company coming today on the campus, but it did not strike&amp;nbsp;some people until 9 in the night atleast once that it&amp;nbsp;is Gandhi jayanti .. Inspite of few people&amp;nbsp;shouting around&amp;nbsp;that it was dry day, they still could not recollect it .. After seeing Relax was closed, they still could not recollect it ... You might say, what is so great about Gandhi jayanti and why should i remember it ... Ask the same fuckin question the next time you shout , &lt;em&gt;Bharat Mata ki jai&lt;/em&gt; when India wins a Tonty Tonty match against Bangladesh or when you dress up like a &lt;strong&gt;"true Indian"&lt;/strong&gt; (oh shit,&amp;nbsp;u r wearing Puma Sandles&amp;nbsp;+ kurta + jeans and callin it traditional wear) on the independence day or Republic day ... Ask the same thing to&amp;nbsp;yourself every time you say, " Mee Anna hazare" .. If you have forgotten Gandhi, you cannot be&amp;nbsp;Anna Hazare .... People spoke of Gandhigiri and clapped, broke their hands when Sanjay Dutt and Bapu came together on the screen in Munna Bhai MBBS and then quoted some fancy&amp;nbsp;dialogues for a week and then got back to Chindhigiri ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving these lesser mortals aside, when ever i think of Gandhi and his deeds, i feel the only big mistake he did was lending his surname ... Some people have taken&amp;nbsp;infinite leverage of this and have taken&amp;nbsp;the nation to dogs ..... Don't know how the REAL Gandhi family must be feeling, but as an admirer of the great man i am mighty pissed off with the abuse of his name ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-4360843562566867671?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/4360843562566867671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-ram.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/4360843562566867671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/4360843562566867671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-ram.html' title='Hey Ram ......'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-1670347110628909109</id><published>2011-10-02T21:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:57:13.277+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>The legendary HIMSX and the secrets of OOOOOO SURROORRRR ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;The Himsx is a mythological creature with the head of a Human and body of a Hen.&amp;nbsp;It is the only known form of Deity for the Hymsxians world wide .. While some scholars believe the religion was born in the Jungles of Gujarat they are still not sure about when it originated. The Himsxians are believed to be&amp;nbsp;distant relatives of the Rasbarbarians who preach their religion by singing and torturing&amp;nbsp;(through their singing of course) Humans who do not turn into their religion .... Most of the Himsxian's are staunch followers of 'Himsa' which is the root word for the name and also the&amp;nbsp;first&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; foremost&amp;nbsp;Duty according to their Holy Text SURROORRR ... The current Pontiff of the religion is a person by the name&amp;nbsp;HOWL-ESH ... It is believed he is the Avatar of the Himsx itself ... They consider Hens and Wolves as sacred animals ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IU0gGgmtSlM/TohheavgZbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j7RvP3XLRPs/s1600/himesh.0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IU0gGgmtSlM/TohheavgZbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j7RvP3XLRPs/s320/himesh.0.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWLESH was put in a basket and thrown into a river coz his parents believed he was a curse to the family .. he was then found by a group of wolves ... he grew up with the wolves and was ready to be one of them, when one day he realised he had to find his people .. He ran away from the Jungle .. Since he did not know any language , he started howling the Himsxian verses from the Satanic Surroorr&amp;nbsp;Texts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqgR8IRns8Y/TohwAgyEX4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/4ysxft_Z0CA/s1600/himesh+training.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqgR8IRns8Y/TohwAgyEX4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/4ysxft_Z0CA/s320/himesh+training.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened later&amp;nbsp;is what we have seen over the last 13 years ... Howlesh spread the religion like a Virus ..... Most of the followers of this religion are now found in cities like Hyderabad, Mumbai, Lucknow, Ahmedabad etc&amp;nbsp;and are mostly Auto / Cab drivers who are always driving rash,&amp;nbsp;high on music, listenin to Howlesh's songs&amp;nbsp;... They all wear caps and steel chains chewing GOA or SAFARI , wearing sunglasses in the night, riding second hand pulsars with LED lights, Dog Horns and break indicators playing his songs ..... Till date&amp;nbsp;1,29,345 cases of Brain Damage have been reported in major cities and most fo these patients are innocent Metal heads ... They tried to hunt him down and imprison him&amp;nbsp;but he escaped through disguise taking advantage of some religious sentiments .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnhaA8o0VYo/ToiHP17Dz_I/AAAAAAAAAsc/hqD98788QDM/s1600/himesh-burqa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnhaA8o0VYo/ToiHP17Dz_I/AAAAAAAAAsc/hqD98788QDM/s320/himesh-burqa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next time you see a person playing songs by Howlesh please close your ears and run as far as you can, as prolonged exposure to these songs create a tumor in the brain and no cure has been found to it yet .. If you want to know if&amp;nbsp;some one has&amp;nbsp;already been infected by the disease, here are some symptoms of people who suffer from Howlerexia Surrormia ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;They&amp;nbsp;like wearing caps all the time, especially red ones&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They&amp;nbsp;start singing from&amp;nbsp;their nose and always thing their singing&amp;nbsp;melodic though they sound like &amp;nbsp;an electric saw cutting a sheet of metal ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their&amp;nbsp;neck automatically bends at an angle of 45 degrees in three dimensions from the normal position while listening to songs ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They&amp;nbsp;have an urge to put up a constipated look when ever&amp;nbsp;they are listening to or singing Howlesh's&amp;nbsp;songs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When ever&amp;nbsp;they are given something to hold,&amp;nbsp;they hold like a mic ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They&amp;nbsp;have the constant urge to type the lyrics of howlesh's songs on FB and like them ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They&amp;nbsp;put up&amp;nbsp;a display pic of Howlesh and start preaching Himsxism to every one .....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They think Howlesh is the biggest rock star , they head bang to Howlesh's music and do Bhangra in rockshows in pubs and colleges ......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-1670347110628909109?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/1670347110628909109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/legendary-himsx-oooooo-surroorrrr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1670347110628909109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1670347110628909109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/legendary-himsx-oooooo-surroorrrr.html' title='The legendary HIMSX and the secrets of OOOOOO SURROORRRR ..'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IU0gGgmtSlM/TohheavgZbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/j7RvP3XLRPs/s72-c/himesh.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-7200065585404710237</id><published>2011-10-01T15:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:33:11.486+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>MANAGERIAL COME-EUNUCH-ATION - for success in movies ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;One of my friend (RM)&amp;nbsp;during my engg was a very big fan of A R Rahman and would buy every casette of movies which had Rahman / Harris Jeyeraj as the composer .. Such a chauvinist, he would even gift those casettes to people on their birthday .... One of the gifts that i got for my Birthday&amp;nbsp;was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; audio casette which released just before my birthday .. Ok, i put the casette in the old phillips tape recorder..( oopss 2 - in-1 as&amp;nbsp;some say)&amp;nbsp;So i was trying to listen to atleast one complete song but could not .. i did not understand the lyrics of any of the songs. I tried very hard and put the words together and still i landed up with lines very much similar to Sidhu's commentary .... I gave up for the day and in due course of time forgot about the puzzle&amp;nbsp;'better not be&amp;nbsp;solved' ... And to my horror, every where i go i would listen to the songs of the movie and people singing the songs with strange lyrics which were totally different from what i heard the first time ... Of course they did not get the lyrics right, but what mattered to them was they just fell in love with the songs .... This is quite a phenomenon you would observe in most of the songs in tamil movies dubbed into telugu ... You just have to fit in words and leave the rest to the audience to decipher the Da Vinci Code ...... And to add&amp;nbsp;to this, the music director does not find any one better than Udit Narayan to sing the song to make sure 99 % of the words are pronounced wrong ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the translation of the lyrics of one of the song in the movie &lt;em&gt;BOYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chillula Dabbilo prema Durithey pillana Grovounu&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;If love sneaks into a box with holes, it turns it&amp;nbsp;into a flute&amp;nbsp;( a broader, shorter&amp;nbsp;version of a flute&amp;nbsp;i think, what do you call it anyway)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saale gootilo saaleedulamai ooyalaloogedam -&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lets become spiders in a web and swing (i mean lets swing on&amp;nbsp;the swing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kullipoyina maamidi lo Jathapurugulam audaam&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Let's be a couple of insects ( insect couple may be)&amp;nbsp;in a rotten mango ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after i got this cleared i never again dared to&amp;nbsp;listen to any song from the movie except for times when i had to sit in RM's car while going to college ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years later released a movie called Aparichitudu which was&amp;nbsp;from the same league as Boys ... &lt;em&gt;Shankar&amp;nbsp;+ telugu Dubbing ....&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;This movie had two ( or may be more)&amp;nbsp;songs which had encryption standards as high as the digital fortress .... Finally i used my own TRNSLTR and figured out the meaning ... Before that i had to search for the lyrics online coz i could really not make out the third language used in the song apart from telugu and English and to my horror found&amp;nbsp;there was no third language&amp;nbsp;..... here are the results of decryption of few lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naku neeku Nokia , Ika repo maapo mafia - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you for me Nokia, So tommorow or later Mafia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;I could translate this but cannot&amp;nbsp;interpret this, i think it is some extra terrestrial stuff)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thermocol shilpamla nuvve vunte, ninnante chinna tella bantule nenule&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are like thermocol statue, i am the small white balls which stick to you :-( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Premala rojula putta, kalalanu thintu periga, nadiche manasunu kalisa eenade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was born on the day of loves, i grew up eating&amp;nbsp;dreams,And Today&amp;nbsp;I met a walking heart ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cyanide Cyanide lookutho, granide granide guritho, siggu bidiyam champe hanthakuda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With cyanide cyanide looks, granide granide aim , oh killer of shyness and decency ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are songs like " &lt;strong&gt;telephone dhwani la navve daana&lt;/strong&gt; " and "&lt;strong&gt;chiku buku railey&lt;/strong&gt;" , " &lt;strong&gt;Muqqalaa - Muqabla&lt;/strong&gt; "&amp;nbsp;which have been translated to both telugu and Hindi and have been successful in hitting TOP CHARTS on &lt;strong&gt;Superhit Muqabla&lt;/strong&gt; on Doordarshan without people understanding a single word of that Shit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to put an end to this post by qouting the most famous song of the year .... I think this explains my frustration of being forced to listen to these songs while travelling in APSRTC buses , Seven seaters, or while i am having my favourite Butter Masala Dosa at an udipi hotel ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KILIMANJARO LADKI PARVAT KI YARO, ISKI ROOP NIHARO YARO YARO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOHENJODARO ISKO DIL MEIN UTAARO, JUNGLE JUNGLE PUKARO YARO YARO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;now go listen to the song if you haven't , but only once ..... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-7200065585404710237?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/7200065585404710237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/managerial-come-eunach-ation-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7200065585404710237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7200065585404710237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/10/managerial-come-eunach-ation-for.html' title='MANAGERIAL COME-EUNUCH-ATION - for success in movies ..'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-2580146577336623650</id><published>2011-09-30T22:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:08:25.144+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>FACEBOOK POLICIA .. WHERE ART THOU ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;If I were facebook&amp;nbsp;policia the biggest crime would be narcissism ... and the punishment would be expulsion from facebook for a year .... I am mighty fuckin pissed off with facebook some times and have deactivated my account many a times .. but i get back to it coz of some compulsions .. Just the way telephones&amp;nbsp;became popular coz we did not want to see few people, Facebook is because we do not want to talk to people or listen to their voices (at least for 0.001 % of the population of which i am a part)&amp;nbsp;... I have finally been successful in refraining myself from making sarcastic comments on the Walls of people&amp;nbsp;and have&amp;nbsp;found out that&amp;nbsp;insulting people in public&amp;nbsp;does not&amp;nbsp;bring about any change in&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;behavior, a phenomenon i would like to call -&amp;nbsp;FACE BHOOKH - an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder resulting out of narcissism ..... If facebook were to exist for another 30 years, most of our kids would say " What an asshole my dad was" or what a dumb fuck my mom was."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us who writes something has a source of inspiration.. for some it could be boredom, for few it could be other writers. For me off late the biggest inspiration for my&amp;nbsp;blog has been facebook coz most of my posts find their origins in people or their statements on facebook .... What did i see now which made me write this ??? Here is my friend who got married recently .. No, i am not giving any link this time .. Anyways it was his wifey's budday yesterday, So he got her a greeting card .. very good .. Then he put a photograph of his wife and him holding the greeting card like a mixed doubles wimbledon prize .. What makes it even more abhorable is the fact that the person who posts the photo on his wall on facebook himself clicks on like and tags himself ... I mean show me one person who would post a pic if she/ he does not like it .. and why do you have to tag urself in ur own photo ??? One thing that i find most often on my wall is the list of people changing their profile pics ... i keep searching in the list for new pics, but i hardly find one or two new pics in a list of 10 .. I then realize that the person has just cropped the old pic for a better fit ... It is really difficult to control making comments on such losers but you know how life is in a hostel ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&amp;nbsp;ain't no fun&amp;nbsp;if you cannot comment on such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Public Display of Autism ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is&amp;nbsp;a valentine's day cupid stunt ( if you know Dr. Spooner you know what i am talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0StZ87pFvew/ToXDGjXYlBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/LYPcDms_4Rw/s1600/FB1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0StZ87pFvew/ToXDGjXYlBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/LYPcDms_4Rw/s320/FB1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a 13 oops 30 year old all excited about her budday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7meYXrWfbPQ/ToXDPcneWzI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5SeT1GgIBHM/s1600/FB2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7meYXrWfbPQ/ToXDPcneWzI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5SeT1GgIBHM/s320/FB2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You need a reason to support Anna hazare ... Will it help if i say CHICAS ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AKOJnGi4Mc/ToXMP-umMjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/5F3RMw-V6sA/s1600/FB3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AKOJnGi4Mc/ToXMP-umMjI/AAAAAAAAAsI/5F3RMw-V6sA/s320/FB3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This friend is really worried about Facebook being shutdown ( i wish) and there are people who actually&amp;nbsp;have ensured him saying it wont, i still wonder there are no likes on the post or the comments ... how did they miss this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*** deleted img coz people have suddenly started to look into my blog n i do not want to offend them ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-2580146577336623650?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/2580146577336623650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook-policia-where-art-thou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/2580146577336623650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/2580146577336623650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook-policia-where-art-thou.html' title='FACEBOOK POLICIA .. WHERE ART THOU ????'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0StZ87pFvew/ToXDGjXYlBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/LYPcDms_4Rw/s72-c/FB1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-7977882966193157753</id><published>2011-09-29T22:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-29T23:04:50.658+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact hain .. Accept it ..'/><title type='text'>Quién es Ernesto Guevara?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is one of the things i never could understand .. Che Guevara is the face which is found the most on T-shirts in India. I think he beats Gandhi in this aspect .. Infact he beats everyone in the world .... His Photograph '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guerrillero Heroico'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the most famous photograph in the world. While i have read about him a lot of times in bits n pieces from his autobiography, what gave a better understanding of him is the book &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motor Cycle Diaries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and of course the movie ... &amp;nbsp;A lot of people have told me they loved the movie but they could not tell me who exactly Ernesto guevara&amp;nbsp;was and what is his claim to fame ...&amp;nbsp;And most of these people are management students who burry their heads deep into newspapers&amp;nbsp;every morning to improve their general knowledge .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways while i was talking to few people about the movie / book or as a matter of fact when there were questions in my quiz about him, i realised lot of people do not really know Che Guevera by his name .. If i had to conduct a survey by asking people who che Guevara was, i would get lot of answers and 99 % would say " Do not know". No problem with that coz learning is a matter of opportunity and not every one gets an opportunity to learn everything . Even i did not know who Anna hazare was until he was in Media recently.... Even people who supported him do not know his story even today .. So coming back to the title of discussion, since many people did not know who Che guevara was i decided to show them the '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guerrillero Heroico'&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and luckily many people seemed to identify him but could not give the right answer&amp;nbsp;.... here is the typical response you would get if you asked thousands of&amp;nbsp;students who they thought Che Guevera was after looking at the photograph......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MxPXD5pUw7k/ToSh5Jh7m4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/5pWPtynRA-Y/s1600/CheHigh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MxPXD5pUw7k/ToSh5Jh7m4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/5pWPtynRA-Y/s320/CheHigh.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDAT85jj3xU/ToSZRb25doI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FuqyXf14xY8/s1600/che.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDAT85jj3xU/ToSZRb25doI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FuqyXf14xY8/s400/che.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿While the first 5 answers have been doing rounds and are totally acceptable and to an extent tolerable, i am sure some one will definitely give me the last answer and i am prepared for it ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-7977882966193157753?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/7977882966193157753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/quien-es-ernesto-guevara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7977882966193157753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7977882966193157753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/quien-es-ernesto-guevara.html' title='Quién es Ernesto Guevara?'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MxPXD5pUw7k/ToSh5Jh7m4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/5pWPtynRA-Y/s72-c/CheHigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-1179097753902987087</id><published>2011-09-28T22:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T21:38:45.732+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><title type='text'>MANAGERIAL COME-EUNUCH-ATION - STUDAAPAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*STUDAAPAA -&amp;nbsp;adj - extravagant , flamboyant, bombastic, flashy blah blah .... can be substituted for any words used to appreciate somebody .. generally used by people who have problem recollecting english words ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This word was introduced to me by&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001735486337"&gt;Gulshan&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Gulshan is&amp;nbsp;my classmate&amp;nbsp;and holds the&amp;nbsp;award for most number of citations&amp;nbsp;for the word Studaapaa ... unfortunately Gulshan is not one of those who comes into the category of people&amp;nbsp;catogorized under people possessing Studaapaa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical&amp;nbsp;depiction of&amp;nbsp;Studaapaa&amp;nbsp;in a B- School might comprise of the below mentioned events. The list is not exhaustive&amp;nbsp;coz it can never be and you could add a few more points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing Sunglasses while going to drink tea at kaka's tapri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Do a sideway somersault to salute&amp;nbsp;and impress a girl who is probably engaged before joining the college.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6o_L0uq2-18/ToMU4rDpuTI/AAAAAAAAArk/XHEgntvpEJ0/s320/salute.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Discuss 4 Ps of marketing for more than an hour so that everyone in the library can listen and appreciate your talent ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Accidentally jump into discussions about parties and get invited for some dumbfuck's party even though you hardly know them .. for these studaapaas please refer to last paragraph of &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/fraaanndsss-furr-aaaivarrr.html"&gt;fraaandss furr aaiivarrr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0fhciPns4/ToM_gWkHBTI/AAAAAAAAAro/sdH7cvu_Yn4/s1600/monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0fhciPns4/ToM_gWkHBTI/AAAAAAAAAro/sdH7cvu_Yn4/s200/monkey.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have&amp;nbsp;sennheiser earphones on your ears&amp;nbsp;all the time regardless of the fact that you are in a group or you are not listening to music at that moment so that your ears look like this ...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Always be dressed up as if you can be called for a party any moment, even at 12&amp;nbsp;PM&amp;nbsp;( though the college gates are closed at 10 PM).. no i am not talking about girls ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;South indians pretend like they are north Indians ( fake punjabi accent, aquired&amp;nbsp;rajma/ chole taste )&amp;nbsp;coz they lived in Delhi for few years but have all the while been eating, idli, sambar, rasam etc and speaking nothing other than tamil / telugu at home ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Changing display pics on FB twice a week if busy and atleast four times a week if there are no assignments and stuff ... and changing status message every one hour .. jumping from romantic one liners to deepak chopra shit to updates regarding free blood donation/ heart surgery ( this mesg has already been copied a million times over the last 2 years).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Being the first one to download a Himesh reshammiya song and play it loud in classroom and gather a bunch of assholes and sing together ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Listen to Himesh when in the Boys hostel and switch to Link-fuckin-park when&amp;nbsp;in the college&amp;nbsp;classroom ... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can write for days about these things, but on some days i really cannot use profanity .. so i better stop here ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-1179097753902987087?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/1179097753902987087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/managerial-come-eunuch-ation-studaapaa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1179097753902987087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1179097753902987087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/managerial-come-eunuch-ation-studaapaa.html' title='MANAGERIAL COME-EUNUCH-ATION - STUDAAPAA'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6o_L0uq2-18/ToMU4rDpuTI/AAAAAAAAArk/XHEgntvpEJ0/s72-c/salute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-2859266234324111377</id><published>2011-09-28T19:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:07:32.753+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>Tonty Tonty, CWG, EPL, F1 ... ETC ETC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;After having two rounds of Sambar rice with Aloo gobi fry i felt like i have come back to earth after a trip to vulcan alonside Mr.Spock .. So much for Sambar rice ???&amp;nbsp; Yes i was dying to eat something since i just recovered from fever and was not in a position to move since morning ... Anyways after i ate so much, i headed towards the TV and sat there watching the highlights of CLT20 match between&amp;nbsp;Bombay Bachchans and Chennai Rajinis .... At a point when Mumbai&amp;nbsp;needed some 30 odd runs of 20 balls Dhoni missed a stumping and assuming the fact that the dumbhead sitting next to me knew it was highlights, i felt like he was over reacting by shouting " Ohhhh Shiitttt , he missed it ". The match was over&amp;nbsp;40 hrs ago bastard and i remember u watching the match live .. Then why the fuck are you shouting&amp;nbsp;NOW ??? And that too for a fuckin stupid match in chennai where the stadium is 25 % occupied .... Now&amp;nbsp;you get to&amp;nbsp;see a lot of such dumb fucks pretending to be great fans of the Games / Teams and what not ..&amp;nbsp; Here is an excerpt of what i have seen&amp;nbsp;here at college&amp;nbsp;and the heights of 'Studaapaa' people show to impress&amp;nbsp;.....&amp;nbsp;i don't know who ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonty Tonty cricket is the best bet. If you are from a place like Baroda or Indore or Ahmedabad, you can support the winning team which most of the time is Chennai .. Unfortunately people from Pune and delhi havn't had a great time, so they are not seen near the TV room during IPL but they will turn up for CLT20 to support Dhoni or Sachin or Mallya's team.. 5 years into this crappy mode of cricket and i still don't realize how a major chunk of the youngsters are so fanatical about a Mumbai team Sans Sachin sans&amp;nbsp;a single player from Mumbai. I understand the passion for cricket as i myself am a big fanatic, but&amp;nbsp;what i see here is people praying that Malinga finish off all the games for Mumbai Indians with his batting .... yes, what else can you do if Rayudu has lost his mind and Symonds' vision is deteriorating coz of his age ... Some people even watch matches between&amp;nbsp;Ruhune and Cape Cobras with the same enthusiasm as the above mentioned bollywood action .. I don't want to comment much on cricket this time coz of the respect for the other formats of the game ... let me move onto other games ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPL comes next in the fan following .. While there are genuine fans for the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/antomjog"&gt;Devils&lt;/a&gt;, The Gunners or &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1069682369"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/a&gt; who have been watchin football from the time they knew it existed, i have seen some dumb fucks who have become great ManU fans over night. These Assholes sit&amp;nbsp;behind people like me and keep telling about the past legacy of the teams and keep asking about players from the teams .. These bastards are googling out the names of the players while watching the match and pretending as if they know every thing ... They don't even turn to watch a ManU match until you go and tell them there is a match .. If you call yourself a fan then you can fill a football with your fart .... By and large the Fake supporters of Formula 1 are a subset of these fake EPL fans ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the most hilarious of all the fans i have seen is during the Commonwealth games ... I just loved watching these dumbfucks support Indian players they haven't heard of ever and will not remember the next day ... Have you bastards ever heard of names like Heena Sidhu and Annuraj Singh ... All the people who have supported them that day coz u saw a small india flag displayed on the sore board do not even remember their names now .... So much to impress guys stayin next to you ?????&amp;nbsp; Keep aside shooting, how many of us know the rules of boxing ???&amp;nbsp; Gymnastics, lawn bowls&amp;nbsp;and cycling for godsake were some of the most watched and cheered for sports ... I don't know where do these people learn the rules of these games from...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point i actually wanted to make is, most of us do not know what we want from life or what we really are interested in.. Considering a small fact that we become overnight fans of a team coz the coolest of the people support it, we can thus say that the youth is losing its individuality and getting pussified in the process of trying to be like some one else ... Some of the students cannot make out which company to apply to during campus placements .. I can understand&amp;nbsp;that it is a tough decision to make sometimes especially in my college coz not many companies come here, but you cannot be as stupid as&amp;nbsp;asking questions to&amp;nbsp;your alumni&amp;nbsp;working in the company like " &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font: x-small verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many annual paid leaves/sick leaves are provided there? " &lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dude all the companies by and large&amp;nbsp;have a similar kind of leave policy .. What are you trying to prove by asking such questions even after working in a world class company for 4 years&amp;nbsp;???&amp;nbsp; Some of my classmates cannot even make out if they want to sit in the class or walk out when the prof says ' I will give you one minute, people who do&amp;nbsp;not want to listen can go out ' ... These approval junkies discuss this with the guy sitting next to them to decide if they have to sit in the class or not ... Grow up fuckaaa .... Will you make you own decision to&amp;nbsp;Jerk off&amp;nbsp;or will ya ?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-2859266234324111377?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/2859266234324111377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/tonty-tonty-cwg-epl-f1-etc-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/2859266234324111377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/2859266234324111377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/tonty-tonty-cwg-epl-f1-etc-etc.html' title='Tonty Tonty, CWG, EPL, F1 ... ETC ETC'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-8526112775304369411</id><published>2011-09-25T18:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:42:08.347+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food .. My second love ...'/><title type='text'>Life = Rendu Masalaiiiiiiiiii + Full meals + ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today's class on Operations in Service Industry by Mr Jakate&amp;nbsp;was by far the only class where i was active listening to the faculty for the whole time... And when i looked to my left i saw my room mate sitting next to me and reading an article about Supply chain in&amp;nbsp;Retail industry and to his horror finds out that the author of the article is in front of him giving examples of retail chain models... After a while the topic changed to Udipi hotels in Mumbai .. Now ..&amp;nbsp;i don't know what status Udipi hotels enjoy in Mumbai , but we from hyderabad regard udipi hotels as an essential part of our lives. More than half the population lives on these udipi hotels and you can find an average of atleast one udipi hotel or atleast a tiffin center/bandi in every street ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;lived in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kukatpally"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Kukatpally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for over 25 years&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and my home was the second house in our street . The first building on the opposite side of the lane, the one diagonally opposite to our house was &lt;em&gt;'Brindavan Hotel'&lt;/em&gt; which was basically a tiffin center turned mess .... it was run by a family, the owner Ramu&amp;nbsp;had 2 kids who played with us sometimes.. My sister and i were very much fond of the chutney they make in the hotel.. It was this green, coconut - groundnut chutney with a lot of green chilli which just makes u go crazy when you taste it ... My sister never liked the chutney my mom makes, and i was bored of eating the same all the time though it was tasty . One day my mom asked Ramu if he would give just chutney in a tiffin box and he charged Rs 5 for a small box of chutney .. Slowly we got used to this and my mom would only make idlis or dosa and we would get one or two boxes of chutney depending on the number of people.... Once in&amp;nbsp;a while when my mom was ill or&amp;nbsp;when my parents&amp;nbsp;had to go out leaving both of us, they would ask us to get breakfast from there. Every time i went to the hotel to get breakfast, i would sit beside the Grinder and watch how the idli&amp;nbsp;batter is being grinded and would watch it like that for 10 minutes or so.. Ramu never said anything for i was not even 10 years old. I remember when we wanted to remake our home and the old structure was demolished and started building everything from scratch, we rented the house opposite to ours to live there ... In the evenings we used to order Mirchi bajji and Tea&amp;nbsp;from the hotel for the people working and i used to have Bajjis with them .. But during the same time the hotel was closed as the owner of that building wanted to make more money by turning it into 3 shops ... I felt bad that&amp;nbsp;Ramu and his family had to go to a new place and the chutney is still remembered by me n my sister, more than 15 years after we had it for the last time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;And then my love for south Indian food grew zillion-fold and as my tummy got bigger, I came to a stage where I could eat 3-4 items for breakfast. My breakfast at &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.co.in/maps/place?hl=en&amp;amp;gs_upl=10220l12982l0l14925l16l9l1l0l0l2l255l1244l0.5.2l7l0&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=happy+homes+kukatpally&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=in&amp;amp;hq=happy+homes&amp;amp;hnear=0x3bcb91ec0162f43d:0x3288c6fe4358cf48,Kukatpally,+Hyderabad,+Andhra+Pradesh&amp;amp;cid=15111355207664945864"&gt;Happy Homes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; usually comprised of one Masala Dosa( diameter 16 inches) and One plate Puri ( 2 X 8 inches), to add to this sometimes I could take back a parcel of a plate of wada ( 2 X 4 inches) and / or a plate of idli when I was extremely hungry after my jogging …… I share a very special relationship with my food. I really don’t like people sharing my food, I mean eating from my plate, especially in a tiffin center … I don’t get the feeling that I had the entire thing if someone takes a part of it and I am bound to order another one.. Yes you can call it obsessive compulsive disorder if you want …. Anyways there is no better way to start a day than have a couple of south Indian varieties of breakfast and a cup of filter coffee … The right mixture for you to keep you&amp;nbsp;dreamy&amp;nbsp;until it is time for lunch …. If you look at a typical south Indian school or college student's lunch box&amp;nbsp;the probability that it is Idli p(I) or Dosa p(d) is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;p(I U D) =&amp;nbsp;0.2&lt;/em&gt; and both are mutually exclusive events. The best part is yet to come in the evening during the snacks time … The Dosa Batter which is left over in the morning in the hotels is made into crispy Punugus in the evening starting at 5 until 9 in the night … 8 Punugus are served with 2 types of chutneys, karipatha powder and very limited grated onion in a small&amp;nbsp;paper plate of diameter 5 inches …. People eat atleast 2 plates and they charge a mere Rs 10 per plate ….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;And then if you still want to have a large variety of food for dinner, you can go to a popular mess and order for full meals. The names of these hotels&amp;nbsp;generally end with 'Bhavan' and these Bhavans do not discriminate between lunch n dinner menu.&amp;nbsp;In a very busy&amp;nbsp;Bhavan the seats are all filled by the time you go there and some people are standing beside the tables holding a pink/yellow coupon in their hand. You can see that the moment the person sitting gets up, the person standing next to him sits .. So I too follow the same when I go there. The waiter comes with a plate and holds in his hand an equipment which has 4 bowls all held together by a handle and a frame welded to each other. The four bowls contain – Palak Dal, Aloo Kurma, Bhindi / gobi Fry, lauki/ brinjal chutney (50 % of the times) …. And then there are six other small bowls on the table which contains – Mango pickle, Nimboo pickle, ginger pickle , gongura pickle (hibiscus sabdariffa, coz u north Indians do not know it), and 2 kinds of Podi (Powder)&amp;nbsp;… You will get only 2 spoons of ghee if you ask them….. Sambar here is irresistible and the primary reason why people go for full meals rather than plate meals… And the sambhar is also the reason for low productivity in government offices and the pot bellies of south india … forgot to mention the small 50 ml cup of curd and mysore pak which you will need at the end to wash the masala down … I have thrived on this during my engineering days especially at &lt;a href="http://www.asklaila.com/listing/Hyderabad/Bhagya+Nagar+Colony/Arya+Bhavan/0PKoos4I/"&gt;Arya Bhavan&lt;/a&gt; and managed to turn my cross section into the shape of a masala dosa at Happy homes which is not exactly a circle ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking of all this i remember the first thing that came into mind when i saw that deloitte was coming for recruitment was that i would go back to the regular routine of udipi hotels and have unlimited number of dosas and puris and wadas....&amp;nbsp;Anyways deloitte has give me a Middle finger, but here is a list of Udipi hotels i always frequented&amp;nbsp;and have always loved, not sure if these still remain in the same conditions today .. Rita, Satish and Kwaja might be knowing exactly&amp;nbsp;what i am talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Happy Homes&lt;/strong&gt; - link is given above. As far as i know, good&amp;nbsp;breakfast closest to home is this place ..&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Udipi&amp;nbsp;Home&lt;/strong&gt; - SR Nagar - Number&amp;nbsp;1 on my list any given day. Roasted butter masala Dosa, Crispy &amp;amp; brown from outside , smooth and yummy from inside ... i have been here hundreds of times ..&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Dwarka&lt;/strong&gt; - Lakdikapul, This was the Kohinoor diamond i should say, not many people go there now.. Last time i went was with Anu and only the taste was good ...&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Cafe Nandini&lt;/strong&gt; - Madhapur, Don't miss the coffee ... This is probably the only place in the&amp;nbsp;closeby &amp;nbsp;which gives you good coffee - Barista and CCDs can go jump into the newly built septic tank enroute durgam cheruvu ...&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Swati Tiffins&lt;/strong&gt; - Mehdipatnam, Sec'bad station, Good old college days ...&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Swathi Coffe Shoppe&lt;/strong&gt; - Hyderguda - Number 2. I have always been there with Rita and Charan and this is the only place wher i had an open dosa , an utappam which looks had aloo masala topping and over it is a layer of kandi podi, looks like a pizza and tastes yummier than it .&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Chutneys&lt;/strong&gt; - How much i hate it on weekends ,that much i like it on weekdays .. Not&amp;nbsp;a typical udipi hotel but can go there for the taste n the experience of it .... Mostly north Indians who don't feel like eating in cheap udipi&amp;nbsp;hotels go there ....&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Minerva&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;!!!!!!! -&amp;nbsp;I hardly see 3-4 tables out of 3 dozens filled and servers dont know jackshit about anything on the menu , so do the customers ... but fast service and tasty food ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on ...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-8526112775304369411?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/8526112775304369411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-rendu-masalaiiiiiiiiii-full-meals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/8526112775304369411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/8526112775304369411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-rendu-masalaiiiiiiiiii-full-meals.html' title='Life = Rendu Masalaiiiiiiiiii + Full meals + ....'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-6749822445009709972</id><published>2011-09-23T21:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:23:07.867+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>Fraaanndsss furr Evvaarrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;What would you do if you made some&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;friends and they&amp;nbsp;later turn out to&amp;nbsp;have habits u hate the most ? What if they&amp;nbsp;gradualy if not overnight&amp;nbsp;turn out to be the most disgusting people you ever met?&amp;nbsp;Ignore them ??&amp;nbsp;Or would you live with it?? Try to change them?? Or wait for the right moment and start an argument and settle scores so that you never have to go back?? I have faced such situations many times in my life and am sure will come across it in future as well.&amp;nbsp;I have seen many friends of mine&amp;nbsp;who make fraaands at the speed of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart_of_Gold_(spaceship)#Heart_of_Gold"&gt;The heart of gold&lt;/a&gt;. Some of&amp;nbsp;these fraandships last as long as a&amp;nbsp;Christmas time&amp;nbsp;sale in Central Mall and some last as long as a test match between&amp;nbsp;West Indies&amp;nbsp;and Bangladesh at barbados. I have been always been really good at reading people (i don't need to prove it now) but still have had a lot of problems understanding a few close freinds of mine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend RK. He joined my school when i was in my 4th or 5th grade. He was very intelligent and i was jealous instantly coz i was the smartest until then. As time passed by i&amp;nbsp;dumped my ego and we had become good friends by the time we were in our 8th grade..&amp;nbsp;It just happened that on&amp;nbsp;a few occasions&amp;nbsp;he was trying to show that he knew more than me about sex and&amp;nbsp;gradually&amp;nbsp;with time&amp;nbsp;he was becoming a pervert ( not gayish pervert thankfully) and started acting wierd. Some time in my tenth standard i decided i should really get rid of him. I started to hate him during course of time and hardly spent anytime with him. I somehow managed to avoid him during the last few months of school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We were done with our exams and i got an 80%, topped&amp;nbsp;English and almost topped mathematics&amp;nbsp;and heard that&amp;nbsp;RK&amp;nbsp;scored close to 75% and did not meet him for another 5 years. One day i met him when he had come to write his engg exams in our college which was his exam centre. I really didn't feel like talking to him.... Thank god cell phones were not so cheap at that time, it was difficult to communicate with me.... I later met him&amp;nbsp;after a couple of years&amp;nbsp;at TIME and he asked my phone number. he would call me manytimes on saturdays&amp;nbsp;and ask me if i was free at 10 AM on sunday and would ask me to attend a seminar about which he would not give me details. later i realized he was tryin to get me into one of these&amp;nbsp;pyramid model&amp;nbsp;businesses ... He kept calling me a hundred times but i never answered the call. I decided i was never going to meet him in my&amp;nbsp;life ... and then history repeats itself once in a while ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my first job i met a girl who was sweet, intelligent and was attracted to me. I donno what in her makes her so attractive that people just become good friends with her in just 2 - 3 conversations... As usual i did not show much interest in her, but over a period of 2 months we had become good friends .. Now behind every bubbly du(m)bly girl there has to be&amp;nbsp;some sad story&amp;nbsp;/ stories and you are bound to listen to them with the assurance that you are the only one who knows it and are not supposed to tell it to anyone.. (Infact more than 15 - 20 people know everything abt her.)Don't lend your hand, these girls will blow their nose on your&amp;nbsp;shirt ...&amp;nbsp;they might mistake it to be&amp;nbsp;a hand kerchief ...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Their problems in life are generally a boy friend who has&amp;nbsp;dumped her 3 years ago after using her as an ATM, a mom who beats her up, sorry, has been beating her up for the last 15 years for no reason and her dad who is in between her and her VISA to go abroad for her masters... Amidst all this she still tends to make 10 friends per month on an average .. and the friendships last for not more than 2 weeks&amp;nbsp;when she feels that among her new&amp;nbsp;friends&amp;nbsp;the guys are tryin to get too&amp;nbsp;close to her and the girls are jealous of her.... What seems odd to me here is how can you hang out for 3 times a week with a person you just met last week ??? I go out with my friends coz i like them, i dont like "&lt;em&gt;going out because i want to make friends."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have met this kind of girls and as a matter of fact some guys as well&amp;nbsp;at every point of life. I had pledged&amp;nbsp;i will never ever go even&amp;nbsp;a light year close to these people ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* statutory warning .. you can ignore from here on.. if you are offended you can ..... as i always say &lt;br /&gt;But apart from these people whom you start to hate just the moment you feel you like them .. there is another group of people who are the happiest what ever happens and is the actual reason for me to start wiritng this post &lt;em&gt;( i just deviated from the topic in the beginning until the end of three paragraphs).&lt;/em&gt; It doesn't matter to them if the opposite person does not know jackshit about them, as long as they get the attention or e%^&amp;amp;*^n , they will hang out with them .... These people try to attract the fairer sex, pretend like&amp;nbsp;Studs and sneak into their cleavages when no one is watching. They are a category of people who have emerged over the last few years as a result of Social networking sites .. these people connect each other just the way distant relatives at a south indian wedding&amp;nbsp;derive empirical form of the family tree&amp;nbsp;.. &lt;em&gt;Your friend shiela has a friend Munni whose younger brother is&amp;nbsp;Rahul, who has a friend Prem who is my classmate ...&lt;/em&gt; And this is enough for both of them to hang out in barista and watch Dabangg together along with a another pair of freinds who are equally closely&amp;nbsp;related to each other. And from there after they become fraaands on facebook and&amp;nbsp;like each others photos and 90 % of their comments say lol ( read it, rather pronounce it 'loule') .... And then as long as facebook is alive&amp;nbsp;they remain&amp;nbsp;'&lt;em&gt;Fraaanndsss Furrr Aaaivarrr.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** I wrote about the last group of people coz i have off late&amp;nbsp;learned about&amp;nbsp;some specimen who belong to the category explained in the first line of this post .... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-6749822445009709972?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/6749822445009709972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/fraaanndsss-furr-aaaivarrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6749822445009709972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6749822445009709972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/fraaanndsss-furr-aaaivarrr.html' title='Fraaanndsss furr Evvaarrr'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-4460623293235497456</id><published>2011-09-23T15:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:38:57.863+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact hain .. Accept it ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><title type='text'>Boys, Say Yesss to Arranged Myaraze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Of all the topics in today's newspaper, this one small&amp;nbsp;blue Ad by MTV&amp;nbsp;about the institution of marraige seemed to be of&amp;nbsp;some kind of relevance&amp;nbsp;in my life&amp;nbsp;... According to&amp;nbsp;the Ad&amp;nbsp;77 % of the youth believe in the institution called marraige. I, for all the right reasons do not trust anything from MujraTV, but still would like to give my view of this institution, especially the Arranged marraige practice of which i am a strong supporter&amp;nbsp;considering the&amp;nbsp;intricacies in the lives of todays youth ... All&amp;nbsp;the punks who have voted and have been a part of the remaining 23 % will remain wankers after&amp;nbsp;their 40s .....&amp;nbsp;Imagine ur lonely life , a pile of stinky underwears lying around, eating last nights pizza for lunch, all ur freinds married and though they do not let it on your face, curse you every time u plan to visit their place .... Anyways my Topic here is Arranged marraiges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the improving&amp;nbsp;hold&amp;nbsp;of women in India which is one of the best things that has happened in the past few decades, guys really do not have to feel macho about their fair skin, bank balances, six packs etc ... We have celebrated enough of &lt;em&gt;freedom for women&lt;/em&gt; (atleast in the developed cities)&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;like celebrating 25 years of India winning&amp;nbsp;World cup ....It&amp;nbsp;is time we realize we guys&amp;nbsp;no more have the upperhand in the case of arranged marraiges as well. Times have drastically changed for us, now girls do not surrender to our fake&amp;nbsp;suicide attempts / blade cuts and neither are these days for real filmy stuff like red roses or little hearts biscuits&amp;nbsp;... Also&amp;nbsp;looking into&amp;nbsp;the age old&amp;nbsp;fact that it hits our ego the worst when a girl says no, it is better we do not take risk and invest our&amp;nbsp;non-renewable time in relationships which might look like a&amp;nbsp;fixed deposit scheme ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important fact that drives the arranged marraige set up is the fact that half of us cannot even smalltalk with the girls sitting next to us, forget about asking them out .... Well i don't say all the guys of today suffer from this Selective mutism like Raj Kuthrapali, but the ones who have this problem do not break the prism and come out of it.. Where do they have the time .. from the Age of 10 to 17, you are busy preparing for the JEE and&amp;nbsp;after that&amp;nbsp;you have to score a 9 GPA for which you need to slog out 20 hours a day, then you go to a B school where you lose contact with the outer world to get a 20 LPA job.. Now that you got what you want, would you mind going around and try to mingle with girls who supposedly are from the distant lands of Magrethea ... Ohh no you would bore them.. So stay away for your own good.. This happens quite often in the&amp;nbsp;southern part of India in a wierd city called Hyderabad... I can assure you more than 80 % of the guys from middle class families in hyderabad&amp;nbsp;irrespective of whether they have cleared the JEE or not are losing their identity and are finding themselves&amp;nbsp;lost amongst a&amp;nbsp;flock of Sheep who run&amp;nbsp; South / westwards every morning to&amp;nbsp;find solace in&amp;nbsp;the concrete n glass&amp;nbsp;jungles of hitech city&amp;nbsp;... I am a strong believer of the fact that&amp;nbsp;abolishing all the competitive exams which give you direct&amp;nbsp;admissions to undergrad courses is the only way our students will focus on&amp;nbsp;LIVING a life .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that&amp;nbsp;you get married the only way to guarantee&amp;nbsp;ur wife would be with you is because of the BOND called Arranged marraige where the girl is prepared to live all her life with you&amp;nbsp; ... You really don't have to succumb to pressures of buying Sarees , jewelery , ice creams, roses blah blah .. Coz everytime you can say ,&lt;em&gt; i told you about my job before we got married, then why did you say yes&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;that time&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&amp;nbsp; Even if she leaves u and runs away, within 3 days their parents are always there to send her back as long as u r not a sadistic alcoholic .... So all in all call it feasibility or risk free option, i would give a free advice for the boys who want to live a happy married life - ARRANGED MARAIGE will keep you healthy n wealthy all your life ....... Looking at my past relationships i have decided -&amp;nbsp;I am going to marry a girl my Mom&amp;nbsp;shows even though i do not have any selective mutisms or time constraints ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-4460623293235497456?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/4460623293235497456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-say-yesss-to-arranged-myaraze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/4460623293235497456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/4460623293235497456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-say-yesss-to-arranged-myaraze.html' title='Boys, Say Yesss to Arranged Myaraze'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-6050038112296778970</id><published>2011-09-21T22:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:24:44.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><title type='text'>Shitty Witty Tweetees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sidhu : Who is Jo ???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : I donno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sidhu&amp;nbsp;: Kambhakt Ishquuuuuuuuuu hain Jo ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : FML( internal monologue)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over 6 years since i heard this from Sidhu and i would not want to comment on the IQ invested in making it up. Till today i can't say if it was a good joke or a bad Joke and&amp;nbsp;don't blame me for the confusion. The moment he said this&amp;nbsp;people started laughing like some fat ass farted&amp;nbsp;one gallon&amp;nbsp;of Nitrous oxide. So going by the number of people who actually laughed at it heartily i&amp;nbsp;am&amp;nbsp;obliged to say&amp;nbsp;it was a gud one..... Anyways i really don't understand what's wrong with the sense of humour of the young Indians... While some&amp;nbsp;think they can get laid with the help of their shitty wit others try to use it as a special talent to go up the career ladder ... Really, i think you should put that up ur ........ resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the society I live in, I think the more a man studies (read - gets an extra degree), the deeper his sense of humor goes into his Gluteus maximus. As kids all of us laughed at ‘ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Washing powder Nirma – Shankar Dayal Sharma blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ‘ and also stuff like ‘ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is this?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; V&lt;/span&gt;ankai puls’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or even more ‘then’ hilarious stuff like ‘&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ennappa – Nee notlo kappa’&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Studying in DAV has definitely saved me from a whole lot of shit of this kind. I remember there were a few people who had this kind of sense of humor but it did not matter at that age if I knew the latest Jokes or not. The moment I entered engineering college is when I started having these headaches due to the devilish&amp;nbsp;laughter&amp;nbsp;of people suffering from&amp;nbsp;Attention deficit hyperactivity disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something i heard while i just went to sign my night rollcall, before i forget ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me - i saw this movie .. blah blah ...&lt;/strong&gt; (talking about some telugu movie dubbed into hindi on star gold)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fraandd - Did you get an appointment ???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me - What ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fraanndd - or did you get a disappointment ???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me - haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fraannddd - I think disappointment has to be the antonym for appointment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FFFFMMMMLLLLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad sense of humor comes in two ways - One where the Shithead has no idea what so ever happened when some one cracks a joke, the second where the Shithead thinks he&amp;nbsp;cracked a joke but&amp;nbsp;no one else knows it ...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For once,&amp;nbsp;a silly joke might induce a lot of laughter, but using the same hilarious stuff again and again might provoke a person to puke on you ... This is what happens in an IT company when you have shitheads around you. The only humor for them at work&amp;nbsp;is to mock their manager atleast 10 times a day and get appreciated by the other shitheads. These dumb fucks continue this at the office cafeteria and also at restaurants ... Thankfully,&amp;nbsp;i never had such friends in IBM ... Coming to my friends in IBM i would say Sudhir Bhai has been one person whose frequency of sense of humor matches mine and trust me it is really hard to read between&amp;nbsp;our sarcasm when we are at the pinnacle of frustration .... Naturally the more frustrated we were the more we used to laugh at the irony,&amp;nbsp;speaking stuff which 99 % of the people did not understand ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that a person's sense of humour and maturity of brain have a correlation of atleast 0.95. So u can assume that the maturity level a guy who can crack jokes of the above kind is equivalent to a 13 year old who just discovered some strange metabolic phenomenon in his body for the first time ... To some&amp;nbsp;kids( all college going people, includes b schools as well)&amp;nbsp;these days humor means surrounding one guy and bullying him, and this goes on in turns until everyone is bullied. This some times involves beating up the weakest of all so that every one else laughs including the one getting beaten up. I really blame the movies for this&amp;nbsp;.. especially the telugu movies where the comedian is being kicked on the&amp;nbsp;butt every now n then and people just fall off the seats laughing at the poor guy who is cryin on the scene ... Sadism and Humor do not go hand in hand .... Please stop imitating Tushar kapoor for god's sake and girls please do not laugh at these shitty witty tweets offline or online ... Not that you girls have any amount of sense of humor, i'm just not&amp;nbsp;in a mood to use profanity now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-6050038112296778970?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/6050038112296778970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/shitty-witty-tweetees.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6050038112296778970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6050038112296778970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/shitty-witty-tweetees.html' title='Shitty Witty Tweetees'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-8534990642260754321</id><published>2011-09-20T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:03:58.748+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My first love .. Movies..'/><title type='text'>My first love ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Movies have fascinated me all my life. It was way back in 1989 when i was&amp;nbsp;5 years old that i saw the first movie 'Shiva' in a theater ( or that is what i remember as my first movie). This was one of the biggest block buster in Tollywood and i can still feel the Buzz that was in the theater that day - when Nagarjuna pulls the Chain off a cycle to fight the goons.. And thus was born a Fan to Nagarjuna. I remained loyal to him for more than&amp;nbsp;an year until i saw Chiru's GANG LEADER. This was my introduction to a Phenomenon called MEGASTAR..... If you do not known about this phenomenon you definitely are not from AP. The 90s was a time when every boy grew up wanting to be a chiranjeevi.&amp;nbsp;We would do everything he does in movies, fight like him, talk like him, and yes try to dance like him ... but no one can dance like him.... He&amp;nbsp;was the god of&amp;nbsp;the screen&amp;nbsp;for us guys who grew up watching his movies. Trust me i just loved watching movies like Mutha Mestri, Rowdy Alludu, jagadeka Veerudu Athiloka Sundari, Gharana Mogudu, etc etc .... And i also used to play the songs of these movies and dance when no one was home. Today if someone asks me about those movies i would rather say i did not watch them...&amp;nbsp;How many of you today would accept that you stole Rs 5 from ur Mom's purse or Dad's Pocket to buy 4 kismi Toffee bars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i came to know about something called Bollywood. This was because our cable operator used to air one hindi movie everyday.&amp;nbsp;this is when i came to know about the Khans, I was a big Fan of ShahRukh Khan at the time DDLJ had released, i donno why. Then my Focus shifted to Salman Khan&amp;nbsp;but Aamir Khan was always boring. Some people said Amitabh Bachchan was the greatest actor who ever lived on this planet. I then became Amitabh's fan and yet never watched a complete movie of his. Even today i haven't watched movies like Sholay, Deewar, Don, Zanjeer,&amp;nbsp;Muqaddar ka Sikandar&amp;nbsp;etc&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from the beginning till the end ... Anyways i am not ashamed that i used to call myself a Big B fan. How many of you Big B fans have seen Reshma aur Shera ??? It's just a matter of opportunity i'd say. And then i grew up to a point where i could understand and speak english, but not the Hollywood english. But i still gave an attempt at watching few movies in star movies when my dad was not around. I always grew up thinking all english movies had atleast one frame of nudity which to my surprise was true .... So i always had to be extra cautious with the TV remote while watching them... Coming to the actual part, i loved action movies, love stories, i saw a lot of english movies which i don't even want to remember now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being an idiot for almost a decade one day i was enlightened ( by myself) and realized that all the movies i loved watching had one thing in common.&amp;nbsp;There is a Family with&amp;nbsp;parents and&amp;nbsp;3 kids,they are&amp;nbsp;singing a song on the youngest one's birthday, Dad is killed, Mom is shocked, kids cry.... Then there are&amp;nbsp;words on the screen in telugu/urdu/ hindi and English and then the Hero comes as a Goon or a Police officer, sings, dances,&amp;nbsp;Kills his father's murderer, kisses the heroine and then there are some more names on the screen and finally people go back home. A movie which runs for anything between 2 to 3 hours typically comprises of the following things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJs6y6jVcAY/Tnd5OTGOTjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MMH2VvX3FuQ/s320/12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching these telugu and hindi movies for a decade and watching the same hero who has been going to college on screen for the last 25 years and in every movie two young girls one third the age of the hero are trying to seduce him showing their cleavages, navel, thighs etc , i decided i need to put an end to watch these so called bumper hits ... Then came a trend where the Hero would romance with the heroine on screen and the Hero's son , a budding artist would romance the heroine off screen .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWS-nfuIkzU/ToS5lT3iEsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ccL9pqkCX3M/s1600/vijaykanth.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWS-nfuIkzU/ToS5lT3iEsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ccL9pqkCX3M/s320/vijaykanth.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After growing old enough to go to an engineering college, i decided&amp;nbsp;that in order&amp;nbsp;to look cool in front of the english speaking girls, i needed to have knowledge about some good movies and some boy bands like Boyzone, Westlifeand yes its coming .... ' THE BACK STREET BOYS'. I was&amp;nbsp;successful in watching a lot of movies&amp;nbsp;but/and thank god, before i got hooked onto the boy bands i developed a taste towards Rock bands... I started watching some serious movies though i didn't really have time and sources... College days passed by very fast and once i was out of college i was jobless. During this time the only thing that kept me occupied was movies, thanks to my highspeed internet connection.from then on till date my love for movies has just kept increasing ... There were days when i watched 3-4 movies a day .. there were times when i watched a movie for a dozen times in a month... and also days when i went to watch a movie at 10 in the morning after having worked in the office for 12 hours&amp;nbsp;until 8 in the morning ..... Thanks to Satish and our similar interests, we managed to watch movies which no one would would even dare to watch... Can you imagine going to an english movie and it turns out to be a bengali movie and there only 6 people in the theater .... Also watching every big movie on the first day&amp;nbsp;at 10 AM show on a friday after working for 12 hours in the night shift&amp;nbsp;and banging heads for the mistake we did, i claim to be one of the biggest movie fans i have ever seen till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upnext - An unending list of movies i would watch any number of times...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-8534990642260754321?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/8534990642260754321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/8534990642260754321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/8534990642260754321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-love.html' title='My first love ....'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJs6y6jVcAY/Tnd5OTGOTjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MMH2VvX3FuQ/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-1931153724038456461</id><published>2011-09-20T16:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:51:36.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact hain .. Accept it ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><title type='text'>Anna Hazaare .. Isko support karne mein bahut mazaare ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;I do not have any political views ... I don't&amp;nbsp;care&amp;nbsp;about the politicians&amp;nbsp;who call themselves&amp;nbsp;leftists, rightists, middle fingers . I am not judging Anna hazare's intentions or his methods. It's just that i am once again annoyed by actions of the so called GenX of the country....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anna hazaare has been the IN thing over the last few months .... he is everywhere in the newspapers, TV channels, SNSs, there have been Ganeshas idols with Caps ... Well the Anna concept has been commercialized to the maximum in India and also abroad ... thanks to the India -England cricket seriies we were able to see some Anna supporters at lords as well ... And thanks to facebook a lot of my Fraaands on facebook too have supported him by CTRL+CVing &amp;nbsp;on their walls and walls of other people. And the mighty Ramdev baba too joined the Anna in his fight against the biggest EVIL of the country...&amp;nbsp;Some Supporters said that these both together will make it happen. Today, do you have the same claimed&amp;nbsp;'Balls of Steel' to accept the fact that you are a supporter of Baba Ramdev ??????????&amp;nbsp; Do 90 % of you even understand the Lokpal Bill.. I asked an Anna supporter about it and he says " If Lokpal bill is passed then the politicians can be punished if found corrupt and they cannot escape." Do you mean to say that the current Judiciary does not provide for this action to be taken ???&amp;nbsp; Do you even know who has drafted the Bill and&amp;nbsp;how long ago&amp;nbsp;- this question is to all those dumbfucks who update their status on &lt;strong&gt;'FB'&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;and don't even bother to google about jan lokpal. I think this will give a clear idea of why Anna hazare has managed to get so much of Airtime ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec5HY4oghD8/TonEvIt5YBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GyEHO5nucXY/s1600/anna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec5HY4oghD8/TonEvIt5YBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GyEHO5nucXY/s320/anna.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first ,&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;little insight into the past deeds of Anna Hazare did not really impress me. The prohibition of liquor scenario and the way he said , he was punishing people for their mistakes. And what the fuck is a forced Vasectomy for family planning ???&amp;nbsp; Were you ever married ??? Do you know the Joy of having children and nurturing&amp;nbsp;them into responsible adults ?? Who are you to decide whow many kids some one wants to have ??? And what happened to your religious views when you were cutting off&amp;nbsp;God given testicles of people???&amp;nbsp; Leave this maniac alone for a while ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i really don't understand is the motive behind these supporters taking part in the protests. Some stupid fucker in bangalore updates on his facebook ' &lt;em&gt;had fun today supporting Anna Hazare .. Will go back tomorrow again'&lt;/em&gt;. You make it sound like you have been to Nampally Exhibition in the last week of january where married ladies go everyday to buy bedsheets and sarees in the clearance sale.&amp;nbsp;One more thing i have seen is,&amp;nbsp;supporting Anna hazare = Wearing a white cap + taking pics + uploading on facebook&amp;nbsp; ??? The media shows a pic of some&amp;nbsp;booby&amp;nbsp;dumbfuck sans brains Anna Hazare supporter and gives title &lt;em&gt;" Common Man is&amp;nbsp;all in for Anna&lt;/em&gt;" and the guys are inspired and find themselves lost in the protests the next day. Do these People&amp;nbsp;sporting RayBans,&amp;nbsp;Tissots, Tommys and Pumas even understand the&amp;nbsp;motive of the protests by Anna hazare ?? And what the Fuck is a 5 year old kid doin sitting beside Anna, and why the mighty fuck are you lighting candles at 10 AM in hot sun..... The whole&amp;nbsp;solemnity of a person's&amp;nbsp;struggle for a good&amp;nbsp;cause is going to dogs coz some hunky dory punk pretending&amp;nbsp;bastards want to add a patriotic, rather traditional touch to their facebook Albums... Ohh wait , why dont you add it to ur Resume ....I am sure if there was a stupid fuckin Tomatina festival in some other part of bengaluru, u would have preferred that over Anna ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way the real sufferer whom you call the AAM AADMI is some where working his malnutritioned ass out to earn his daily bread, paying half the money to a Bad Ass constable while he does not even have the time to watch the TV and find out, you are fighting for him.&amp;nbsp;Where is the Anna Topi that you bought for 10 bucks during the protest. Keep it in ur bag as Kiran bedi said, show it the next time you meet a govt servant who asks for a bribe. Answer this -&amp;nbsp;how many times were you stopped by a Traffic policeman for not having a valid document .. What will you do at that time ???? Give him 100 bucks coz u r gettin late for the movie or show him the Anna Topi and fight for your right ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;corruption less country is a utopian concept which some people have tried to sell and some struggled for .... If your aim is to punish every govt official who has in one form or the other supported corruption and you want to process every complaint in the Lokpal,&amp;nbsp;that itself&amp;nbsp;will be the biggest hinderance in the development of the country, with most of the people being suspended for more than&amp;nbsp;half the year and the remaining people trying to find the replacement for the punished ... So before you go to support Anna hazare the next time just think if you as a person are really living your life in line with the principles that Anna talks about.. Do your part to make sure you do not encourage corruption, that will&amp;nbsp;be more effective than&amp;nbsp;wandering on the streets like a buffalo suffering from Indeigestion and If you are among the ones who would pay a constable a 100 bucks to make sure u dont&amp;nbsp;get late for ur&amp;nbsp;date, then ....... its time to shove&amp;nbsp;ur&amp;nbsp;Anna topi up ur Gluteus Maximus ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-1931153724038456461?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/1931153724038456461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/anna-hazaare-isko-support-karne-mein.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1931153724038456461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1931153724038456461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/anna-hazaare-isko-support-karne-mein.html' title='Anna Hazaare .. Isko support karne mein bahut mazaare ...'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec5HY4oghD8/TonEvIt5YBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/GyEHO5nucXY/s72-c/anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-5594635163747090200</id><published>2011-09-14T23:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:28:08.858+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact hain .. Accept it ..'/><title type='text'>Nothing of me is Original</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;What would i be doing if i am not doing what i am doing today? You might think this is a pretty ordinary question and the possible answers&amp;nbsp;could be - Doctor, Cricketer, singer etc.. True, i could have been any of these things . But to&amp;nbsp;answer this silly question&amp;nbsp;it is very important to understand the fact that what we are is a result of all the people who have been a part of our lives. This thought reminds of a quote from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuck_Palahniuk"&gt;Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/a&gt;'s book &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Invisible_Monsters"&gt;INVISIBLE MONSTERS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; - &lt;em&gt;' Nothing of me is Original. I am the combined effort of every one i've ever known.'&lt;/em&gt; I don't believe that you are result of just your own mind. Nothing comes into your mind from within, it all depends on what you absorb from the outside. You cannot think of being a scientist if you had not heard about Einstein or atleast another research fella from your neighbourhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People get influenced by many things- own family, friends, movies or some one who lives across the street who doesn't know your existence. I want to relate this to an experience of mine. I have seen 2 people who have been through the same path in their life, yet due to a the change in surroundings have ended up being different people. One ended up dead at the age of 35 and the other is alive at 45. One of them was Venkatesh who was the brother of my neighbour Sita. She was married and had a 2 year old kid. I was 10&amp;nbsp;or 11&amp;nbsp;years old then &amp;nbsp;i guess. This guy had come to hyderabad searching for a job. People said he was smart, i think he had a PG degree but he did not have a job. He remained jobless for more than a couple of years. I think his mother passed away long before he had come here, so he only had his sister. After remaining jobless for a few years , he decided he would earn his bread by doing odd jobs mostly lifting bags into rickshaws near the market. He would not be allowed inside his sister's house and he slept on the pavement of the shops at the end of&amp;nbsp;our street. years passed and my neighbours moved to a new place some 2 KMs away from my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man was still wandering around our neighbourhood clad in dirty clothes, placing his rupee coins on&amp;nbsp;the road&amp;nbsp;and hitting them with&amp;nbsp;a stone, begging for food if he could not buy it. I always thought it was&amp;nbsp;such a waste of talent and life, just because he was not cared for by his own family. One day when i was in my engineering&amp;nbsp;he died, and i dont think anyone came to see him off for the last time, i dont know if the municipality van carried him off or&amp;nbsp;i just hoped&amp;nbsp;some distant relative of him who lived close by performed his last rites. Everytime i see a person clad in dirty clothes smellin like shit and speaking english and begging it reminds of Venkatesh's face when he came to the city with a lot dreams. I think i spoke to him many times, my mom offered him food a lot of times when he was hungry. I remember my Dad telling him he will find a nice girl&amp;nbsp;for him to&amp;nbsp;marry&amp;nbsp;and help him settle if he gets a job for himself. things just did not happen, no body cared. I think his sister should have done something about it. He wouldn't have been dead, atleast such a death would not have been on the cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another case i have seen is of a person i would want to call Shiva who lived in the same neighbourhood as Venkatesh ... His mom died when he was 16 or 17 so he moved to hyderabad, he was the&amp;nbsp;youngest child in the family and was everyone's pet. He had 3 elder sisters and 2 brothers. All the sisters were married and the brothers were just settling down&amp;nbsp;in their careers. Shiva stayed with his brothers and father and was doing his B Com. His dad was sick, and his siblings did not have much time for&amp;nbsp;Shiva, but were able to take care of him in their best possible way. Later his father passed away and&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;older of his&amp;nbsp;brothers got married, and Shiva came to live with one of his sisters who loved him a lot. He was not doing great at his studies, but finally managed to finish his degree. His brother in laws were very caring, they always treated them&amp;nbsp;like their Son as he had no parents&amp;nbsp;and one of them&amp;nbsp;put him in&amp;nbsp;a job in a Finance company. He worked there for few months and one day went for collections and did not come back after collecting a few thousand rupees. His sisters were worried, they could not contact him, neither would he contact them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day they found in a bus stop and took him home. They could not find out what was going wrong, they tried to ask him what he did all these days but he would not answer. His sister would see another venkatesh in the making. He was beaten by one of his brother in law - just the way a boy gets beaten by his dad though. He would not answer. They put him up in many jobs, but he would not go to work regularly, once in every 3-4 months he would disappear with a few hundred rupees in his pocket and would not come back for many days. His younger sister was always the one who worried the most about him and would enquire everyone she met if they had seen him, but in vain. Once in a few months he would turn up in dirty clothes , torn chappals. His sister would give him a few hundred rupees from her savings with out her husband knowing it and ask him to buy new chappals and beg him to stay back at their place. He never did that, he always said he was fine with his friends and he was working in some hotel as a cook. If they said something harsh he would abuse them,&amp;nbsp;by shouting&amp;nbsp;at them standing at the gate and go away.&amp;nbsp;Inspite of finding him a lot of jobs and giving him place to stay in their house like one of their children, he never listened to them. It was not until he entered his 40s that he actually started to mend his ways a little.&amp;nbsp;It took more than 10 years for the family to bring him back to normal.&amp;nbsp;He now stays with his sister's family and works in the same office as his brother in law and earns his 3000 - 4000 a month. He has&amp;nbsp;once again&amp;nbsp;started to feel the warmth of something called love and belonging. This person does not have any friends, is not married, but is alive and has a family which makes him smile and want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i think of these&amp;nbsp;two people i have seen, i realize what impact family has on our lives. I would say family is everything, atleast to all of us who live in this country. And everytime i think of my family, the things they have done for me, the way they have accepted me inspite of all the foolish acts i have done in life, i feel like shouting at the pitch of my voice " THANK YOU MOM, DAD AND SIS FOR DEALING WITH THIS PIECE OF SHIT FOR SO LONG".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-5594635163747090200?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/5594635163747090200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-of-me-is-original.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5594635163747090200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5594635163747090200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-of-me-is-original.html' title='Nothing of me is Original'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-1664235554902688004</id><published>2011-09-12T12:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:40:35.489+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><title type='text'>Translate(SIMHADRI, Hindi) = YAMRAAJ, EK FAULAAD -- FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It was a pleasant morning and i went to play TT after my breakfast. As usual the TV was ON and the same old MTV ( read Mujra TV) stuff was goin on. Something strange happened in the mind of the Hostel mess staff and he changed the channel to STAR GOLD ... Along with SETMAX and ZEE CINEMA&amp;nbsp; this channel shares the credit of airing Telugu movies dubbed into Hindi .... The&amp;nbsp;probability of&amp;nbsp;a movie being a dubbed movie in these channels is the same at which Munaf patel goes for&amp;nbsp;a Boundary in a One day match.Yes, One out of 3 movies have to be dubbed movies. &lt;br /&gt;How much of a torture/ embarassment&amp;nbsp;it is for a South Indian to listen to the voices and dialogues of these Dubbed movies , u non South Indian don't understand. We love our movies, we watch them 20 times ina&amp;nbsp; theater though the movie sucks because we just love our Demi-gods. We will vote for them if they start a political party, we will fast if they fast supporting Anna Hazare and anything for them. We worship their movies, decorate the theaters, celebrate their Birthdays and Jubilees of their movies.&amp;nbsp;And you Son- of-a-Bitch Distributors and producers who cannot afford to make movies with the Big&amp;nbsp;Bollywood stars buy the rights for dubbing the movie into Hindi. Do you bastards even understand what kind of a Passion a director or an Actor has towards his profession. All you do is sit in a Bar with the distributor and buy the rights for a few lakh rupees. You pot bellied Motherfuckin Old Faggots don't even have the right to watch a movie in a theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright if you have bought the rights to Dub the movie, but what justice have you done to your own profession. You fuckers lack originality, cannot even maintain the original voices of the Heroes. It's ok i can understand our Hero do not speak gud Hindi, Use a proper dubbing artist.&amp;nbsp;The voice of the Hero in your dubbed movie is the same as that of a comedian in a 80s Bollywood movie. He speaks a Bihari Slang while he is wearing a dhoti in typical south Indian style. In the movies&amp;nbsp;when there are&amp;nbsp;boards and sign which are in Telugu n tamil, how the fuck will the Hindi audience understand what shit is written on it . At least put up a subtitle at that point. And yes what's it with the songs ?? When Udit Narayan and Sonu Nigam&amp;nbsp;can sing a song in telugu why can't you have&amp;nbsp;them sing the same song for the Hindi Dubbed movie... you get some fuckin singer singing&amp;nbsp;in Marraiges and get the songs recorded in a 3rd grade studio ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me come to the point which actually iritated me the most. Where do you Hire these Bastards who give you such shitty titles. If you step in AP by mistake and tell a Jr NTR fan that You named SIMHADRI as YAMRAAJ EK FAULAAD in hindi and translate it to him, he will bury you alive. Thank you , you did not dub the telugu version of NARASIMHA NAIDU, Bala Krishna fan's will spare you, but this time&amp;nbsp;you pissed off the&amp;nbsp;Tamil junta by dubbing EZHUMALAI and renamed it MAIN HUN RANGBAAZ&amp;nbsp; .... The poor Tamil Junta might still leave you coz the movie has Arjun in the Lead. You crossed the lines by Dubbing Vikram's ARUL and renamed it " DHARMAYUDH : WAR OF AGES" and embarrassed lot of Tamil people by giving bad voices to the characters and made them sound like characters from a second grade chinese movie. Fine with all these coz i think your creative Quotients is 1 on a scale of 10. How about titles Like MERI JUNG - ONE MAN ARMY&amp;nbsp; for Nagarjuna's MASS, I give you a zero for copying an old superhit Bollywood movie title and shoving it up a Buffaloes ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere request to you is -&amp;nbsp;please do not fiddle around with the telugu film industry for making just over a million rupees. by the way you don't release these movies in theaters( i hope you dont) and coming to the channels which play these - how do you even buy the rights from these 3rd grade bastards whose only entertainment in life is to go to a bar and watch girls of their grand daughters age dancing ..... Thank god people like Ram Gopal verma and Maniratnam Dub their own movies or make a remake ... Or else you bastards would have dubbed them too. I hope a day like that doesn't come where a Mani ratnam's movie is dubbed as " MAIN ALBELA , HAZAAAROON MEIN AKELA "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-1664235554902688004?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/1664235554902688004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/translatesimhadri-hindi-yamraaj-ek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1664235554902688004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/1664235554902688004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/translatesimhadri-hindi-yamraaj-ek.html' title='Translate(SIMHADRI, Hindi) = YAMRAAJ, EK FAULAAD -- FML'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-741402606970252944</id><published>2011-09-10T20:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:40:35.495+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>FACE BHOOKH - Diary of a desperate GULT using it ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook fever just like orkut got to me a lil late compared to most of my &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ACTIVE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;fraands, but today i spend more time on FB than all of them... As usual i created my account and started to login quite regularly&amp;nbsp;as i&amp;nbsp;was very much interested in knowing what the girls&amp;nbsp;around me were doin .....&amp;nbsp;Most of&amp;nbsp;the girls i was interested in have their wall filled with&amp;nbsp;nice pictures like&amp;nbsp;their own pictures, pictures of pastries, Peeezaas,&amp;nbsp;cold coffees and ice creams&amp;nbsp;they had along with&amp;nbsp;their fraaands at&amp;nbsp;Barista , Dominos etc and i LIKED the pictures .... One of my fraand is very cute and she keeps very&amp;nbsp;intelligent status mesgs. One of them said &lt;em&gt;"Do you know how to turn a normal person insane ? NO ? Then i'll tell you ... put them in a circle room and tell them to sit in a corner... :-P " &lt;/em&gt;I&amp;nbsp;LIKED it, commented saying LOL .... Sometimes i too keep witty messages like " &lt;em&gt;The voices in my head told me to tell you that you are wasting your time by reading this status. OMG you read this whole thing. You need to get a life" &lt;/em&gt;Only 2 of my classmates liked it. That's because we had an exam the next day ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;524 fraands on Facebook and most of them are my collegemates and people who worked with me earlier. I once did a detailed analysis of my Facebook fraandslist ..&amp;nbsp;82 % of them are girls&amp;nbsp;out of which i haven't met 75 %&amp;nbsp;and remaining&amp;nbsp;18 % are boys. I never add boys to my&amp;nbsp;fraandslist myself. I only accept if they send me a fraand request.&amp;nbsp;80 % of my friends are abroad and 20 % in India.Thanks to facebook i am in contact with a lot of people from my childhood. I once chatted with Srinu, the guy who used to live across the street with from my Aunt's place with whom i once played cricket in 7th std and also&amp;nbsp;Priya who was my neighbour until 9th std .. I added her though i never spoke to her ... I actually had a crush on&amp;nbsp;her and i wanted to see if she has become more sexy, but she has not added any photos. I was a little disappointed ...&amp;nbsp; But i chat with her . She keeps telling about her work in the US. She is married now, for 3 years and she married&amp;nbsp; our&amp;nbsp;neighbour, that guy who was always after her right from 7th std .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about other applications on Facebook, Daily mrng i check my horoscope , my plants on farmville, play games like bouncing balls, snooker. Everyday I put up an inspiring mesg on my Wall to keep myself energitic thru out the day. Today's status says "&lt;em&gt; It doesn't matter who you were a decade ago , a year ago , or even yesterday ... what matters is who you are today and will be tomorrow " &lt;/em&gt;You can login to my facebook profile here &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000289900837"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000289900837&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and see my current display pic ... I am on the left , The one on the right is my colleague at work. This pic was taken by the waiter at paradise .... I also LIKED paradise on facebook. I click on LIKE on most of the links i see. Till date i LIKED 15987 pages, applications and links ... I try not to click on spam links to keep my page clean but sometimes the links look so genuine that u might think they are not harmful, also i cannot&amp;nbsp;stop myself from watching videos of bootyfull girls,&amp;nbsp;and most of the time i end up posting some useless things on friends profile unknowingly. I put up a sorry message later to make sure they are not annoyed. Facebook can be used to serve the community, I keep getting these messages once in a while that some one needs blood or some Social Organisation phone number and similar mesgs which help society. I make sure i update my status immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-a-days i got a new Iphone , i am always logged onto facebook ... I&amp;nbsp;tag all the places i go to and tag people around me and also people who i wish were with me . I am so lucky to have a lot of film stars added as fraands .... I have also added &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samantha_Ruth_Prabhu"&gt;Samantha Ruth prabhu&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kajal_Aggarwal"&gt;Kajal Agarwal&lt;/a&gt; among heroines and all the young heroes of Telugu film industry. I like photography, I click photos with my iphone -&amp;nbsp;of mountains, lakes , trees, rivers&amp;nbsp;around hyderabad, pets and&amp;nbsp;strange looking people around me&amp;nbsp;and have a seperate album for them named random. Sometimes i think i should have been a photographer or a cinematographer. I just love movies. I think i should make a telugu movie whose theme would be facebook. If you look at my albums you will find lot of photographs of myself at lot of places in hyderabad. Most of them were taken at&amp;nbsp;NECKLESS ROAD&amp;nbsp;coz i go there every week.If you observe carefully through the album&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I, ME&amp;nbsp;n MYSELF&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;- in none of the photos i am looking at the&amp;nbsp;camera and all the photos have been shot from unique and different angles-it is all my direction but shot by Ravi - one of my 8 room mates .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly Facebook has changed my life. Now i am more confident about myself, it has changed me from an introvert to an extrovert especially talking to new girls. By the way i am not a facebook addict, i just make sure i stay in touch with everything that is happening around me. I don't use it for more than 6 hours a day&amp;nbsp;out of which i keep hitting&amp;nbsp;the home and Profile&amp;nbsp;button&amp;nbsp;for more than 200 times. I just hope one of these days i meet a girl on Facebook who is very bootyfull and intelligent, who can be my fraand and if everything works out we can get married also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-741402606970252944?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/741402606970252944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/40-clicks-30-likes-virtual-chicks-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/741402606970252944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/741402606970252944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/40-clicks-30-likes-virtual-chicks-one.html' title='FACE BHOOKH - Diary of a desperate GULT using it ..'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-5946451548645757476</id><published>2011-09-06T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:50:39.601+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>Echoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;I've been listenin to Rock for over a decade now and through the years i have downloaded thousands of songs by hundreds of artists spanning over various Genre's and bands which made music over the last 5 decades.&amp;nbsp;After&amp;nbsp;scores&amp;nbsp;of rock shows&amp;nbsp;and years of head banging on the last seat of the college bus listening to Metallica, Maiden,&amp;nbsp; Korn,&amp;nbsp;Nirvana&amp;nbsp;and also frequently getting high on Floyd, my love for few songs has grown over the years. Here are a few songs i have heard hundreds of times over the last decade and would probably&amp;nbsp;listen to through out my life ( not necessarily in order i like them ). These are the songs which have always echoed in my ears and have helped me live with my loneliness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK FLOYD - The list is very long . If i had to pick only one song then i would say " SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DAMOND " Yes, if i had to select one song of all i heard in my life, this is my favourite .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LED ZEPPELIN -&amp;nbsp;Picking led Zep songs is difficult &amp;nbsp;.. The list is quite big, but the songs any one would enjoy are ... KASHMIR ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;WHOLE LOTTA LOVE ,&amp;nbsp;IMMIGRANT SONG&amp;nbsp;, TEN YEARS GONE , BLACK DOG, ROCK&amp;nbsp;n ROLL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_n9awnw="106"&gt;ONE by Metallica - Always on top of the charts for just one reason - my favorite intro. Awesome drumming with amazing guitars, this song is full of energy and refreshes my mind in 7 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_n9awnw="101"&gt;PARANOID by Black Sabbath - This song introduced me to&amp;nbsp;metal. I always feel this song is always about the magic of a voice called Ozzy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_n9awnw="108"&gt;HALLOWED BE THY NAME by Maiden - Heard this song being performed numerous times and sang along everytime. One of the best maiden songs ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111" closure_uid_n9awnw="104"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_n9awnw="105"&gt;YELLOW by Coldplay -&amp;nbsp; needless to say , most of you know i love this song. It had been my alarm tone, ring tone, hello tune and what not for years ..... there was a kind of obsession with this song which i am sure everyone who heard it loved it that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOKE ON THE WATER/ HIGHWAY STAR&amp;nbsp;by Deep Purple - This is ABC of western music for me. Rock music started with Deep Purple to me and till date they remain Gods .... especially these two songs which made me crazy everytime i heard them - yes the guitar riffs ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE HAZE , FOXEY LADY , VOODOO CHILD&amp;nbsp;or any other song by the Legen....wait until the song is over.... Darrrry&amp;nbsp;Jimmy hendrix - Nuthin can beat this man ... The God of Guitarists ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORGASMATRON, ACE OF SPADES by Motor Head - I can't explain why these songs are in the list .. they just have to be there for the heck of it ... to know why for the heck .. listen to them ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANGAR 18, TORNADO OF SOULS, by MEGADETH -&amp;nbsp;After i lost respect for&amp;nbsp;Metallica ( for a short span of time ) MEGADETH and SLAYER came to be my saviours when i had to listen to trash metal ... these 2 songs along with peace sells n Symphony of destruction have always been my fav ones of megadeth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those which almost made it -&lt;br /&gt;U2 , Radiohead, RHCP , other songs by coldplay , oasis , CCR , The doors etc which might bore me if i listen to more than 3 times in a short span ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_a0jww7="111"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** 21/9/11 &lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&amp;nbsp; .... How could i forget this - THE END by THE DOORS .. Jim Morrison is GOD ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-5946451548645757476?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/5946451548645757476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/music-through-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5946451548645757476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5946451548645757476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/music-through-years.html' title='Echoes'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-5687156073960893336</id><published>2011-09-03T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:37:22.112+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>FINE FOR EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="96" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_nbn22n="133"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_fmqceo="116" closure_uid_ixlly4="109" closure_uid_nbn22n="139" closure_uid_vhjrpb="115" style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Last month i had witnessed people- my classmates , friends being fined heavily for smokin in the hostel, for stocking up 20 empty packets of cigerettes, empty bottle of whisky, a Hukka and things which the warden says he cannot take back home and show to his wife and Kids. This definitely had an impact on the immediate behavior of these people who were found guilty but i am it sure will not last long . Inspite of this some people very confident about their&amp;nbsp;fate do manage to live up to their addictions. Lately this has started annoying me and my room mates - not that they puke their brains out in the bathroom or burn their lungs off&amp;nbsp;with grass, it is the useless bullshit that comes out of their mouths all night. My sincere request to the management is to make&amp;nbsp;few addition to the unending list of DO-NOTS and U WILL BE FINED IFs to maintain the decorum of an educational institution. Here are a few suggestions. Fines for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fmqceo="125" closure_uid_fzm29w="96" closure_uid_nbn22n="106" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1) Playing 'Mehbooba oh Mehbooba' or any Himesh reshamiya songs after 12 AM - Rs 500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2) Running in the corridors after 1 AM and giving an impression that a Dinosaur has entered the Building - Rs 1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;3) Using the word Fuck, Fuckin , Fucker, Fuckall all in one sentence and repeating the word within one minute - Rs 200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="116" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;4) Public Display of Lust ( Jurisdiction applicable to any place 200 mts from college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; a) Rs 500 Fine for holding ur girl frends hand and walkin around the college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="114" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; b) Rs 1000 fine if the girls puts her arm on the guys shoulder while loafing around ( she is playing the man asshole...&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="115" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; c) Rs 2000 fine for holding ur partner around the waist from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="115" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; d) Rs 5000 fine for sleeping with ur head on ur girlfrends lap - everywhere in the college &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="117" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;5) Library etiquette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; a) Shouting out loud in the library / reading room - Rs 5000 fine for the highly educated bastards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; b) Leaving wrappers / half broken peanuts on the tables after studying - Rs 1000 fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_fzm29w="118" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;6)&amp;nbsp;4 or more people are found singing together - songs from the 80s movies ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;7)&amp;nbsp;discussing subjects like OM, PM , OB , BBS etc in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;8)&amp;nbsp; watching MTV Grind in hostel..&amp;nbsp; wait ...actually any program on MTV ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;and the list could be unending if i didn't have assignments and exams ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-5687156073960893336?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/5687156073960893336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-month-i-have-witnessed-people-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5687156073960893336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5687156073960893336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-month-i-have-witnessed-people-my.html' title='FINE FOR EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-7833762323608693199</id><published>2011-07-14T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:40:35.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME-EUNUCH-ATION BREAKDOWN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOOOO SUROOORRRR ...'/><title type='text'>Bored in a B-School !!!! U must be kidding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;You can never be bored in a b-school. Apart&amp;nbsp; from the regular&amp;nbsp;means&amp;nbsp;of passing time like playin, reading books, social networking sites , there are many other interesting ways to kill time i have found by watching around few people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="105"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_pfaz76="90"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despo&amp;nbsp;Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; The top of my chart is matrimonial websites. Register urself to one or more of these promising websites and i am sure u can get hooked onto them for atleast 2 hrs a day and dont miss the calls these people make to check if you are interested in a few profiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="107"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="106"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_58rrfv="108"&gt;Career oriented&amp;nbsp;Timepass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;go to the neighbouring room and start discussing about placements. It will attract everyone into the discussion. With this you also come to know&amp;nbsp;little fictional and&amp;nbsp;hardly useful information&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;the salary package&amp;nbsp;of ur neighbour's friend's sister's brother inlaw's junior and many more important people like him/her and you can easily spend 2-3 hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Travel guide Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just walk arnd in the campus and identify some one who could give you information about some street in some city and go enquire that person how to get to that place though even in ur dreams you would never go there. The guy will take&amp;nbsp;60 min of ur time showing the route on g-maps and also will recommend you 15 places to visit arnd though he hasn't been to 14 of those places ever in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sit , Just sit in the library. Some nerd would come to show off his&amp;nbsp;mgmt skills and approach&amp;nbsp;or some stupid would come to find out how to pass the exams. You can decide if you want to&amp;nbsp;be the speaker also when you are with&amp;nbsp;nerd, but you can easily kill an hour of your precious time. The best thing about libraries in Bschools is you can shout to the peak of your voice and no body says anything, coz people hardly come except for the fancy love story novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="109"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em closure_uid_58rrfv="110"&gt;OOOOO Suroorrrrr&amp;nbsp;Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Play a song from some Emraan hashmi's movie and make sure the guy in ur next room listens to it and starts singing , then this process continues until atleast 20 people from 10 rooms start singing it all together, all of you can then recollect good songs from old hindi movies and sing one after the other. You can even start dancing if u&amp;nbsp;r good at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spam Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dig out 4-5 yr old emails which were sent to u when you were working and send them across to the whole group with subject as 'hillarious', 'nostalgia' , 'cute' etc. Check the mail trail after a couple of days and you can take out an hour to read all the replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="111"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_58rrfv="112"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bucketlist Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Make different lists of 10 items each- things to do before you pass out of college, things to do within one yr after passing out,&amp;nbsp; places to visit, things to eat, movies to watch, games to play, things to buy blah blah blah.... and post them on the blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Icebreaking Timepass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;To kill time you decide to go out and party and then you get bored at the restaurant/ pub. Start playin games - tell one +ve and one -ve thing about everyone sitting there in clockwise order. After everyone is done and if you still have time, start the next round, the happiest and saddest moment&amp;nbsp; of life, add to it the most emabarassing moment, person u hate the most, admire the most etal ..... 6 hrs waste flat ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-7833762323608693199?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/7833762323608693199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/bored-in-b-school-u-must-be-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7833762323608693199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7833762323608693199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/bored-in-b-school-u-must-be-kidding.html' title='Bored in a B-School !!!! U must be kidding'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-6167702909832164444</id><published>2011-07-11T20:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:30:49.880+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommended Books ..'/><title type='text'>Few more books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thanks to the lousy attitude of the academic department, i had a lot of time to read books over the last couple of weeks. As usual i picked up books which i had&amp;nbsp;got a start earlier but could not go beyond 20 odd pages. Here are the books that i managed to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deception Point, by Dan Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- This is the third book of Dan Brown that i read&amp;nbsp;and i liked it more than the previous books which i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;read ( Da Vinci Code and Angels and Demons). Only because&amp;nbsp;it has truly a more appealing start&amp;nbsp;and had nothing to do with&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;whole drama of&amp;nbsp;the church, the prophecies&amp;nbsp;and evils blah blah. The story revolves around NASA and US politics. The story focusses more on rachel sexton who workd at the NRO ( a govt agency), the daughter of a senator who is making preperations to be the next president of America. NASA claims to find a meteorite which contains life from another world. How this meteorite is found and who plays what tricks is something which you can guess halfway through the book . Pumping in too much of technical information intially has definitely killed the suspense in the book, But the good thing is that you dont waste much time reading the book coz it's very descriptive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lullaby , By Chuck Palahniuk - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One more book by Chuck Palahniuk to add to my list of books by one of my favorite authors. " Sticks and stones will break your bones, but words now kill too" - The story revolves around a culling song which when read out to some one kills the person.&amp;nbsp; This is in two seperate instances discovered by a realty women and a journalist. The remaining story is about their quest to destroy all the copies of the poem that exist among various libraries and homes across america. As usual palahniuk keeps the climax of the book very short and needs a lot of imagination to catch up the speed at the end- something which is quite common in all his books. One thing different in this book from the rest of palaniuk's books i read is the main character is the not the regular desperate , aggresive one , but the characters revolving around him are the ones which are more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As usual i picked up 2 more books and could not get past more than 100 pages - 'Once upon a time in scandinavistan' and ' The time travellers wife are the 2 books which let go this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Next in line - " The catcher in the rye "&amp;nbsp; and "Haunted"&amp;nbsp; by Chuck palahniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-6167702909832164444?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/6167702909832164444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-more-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6167702909832164444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/6167702909832164444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-more-books.html' title='Few more books'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-5136149076311464963</id><published>2011-07-10T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:49:44.782+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misanthropic Me ..'/><title type='text'>Years gone by .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is a post from my old blogger account which i posted few months ago ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Then as it was , Then again it will be "&lt;/span&gt; - Fuck Myself for listening to this song thousands of times .... I know things will never be the same again .... Two years have passed since my life has taken a U -rather -O Turn ... Life does not go back to a certain point and stop ... It only runs in circles .....Memory is such a Bitch ... It's a tele-fuckin-scope. Especially for Brains like mine which remember every fuckin thing in detail. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am back to my Blog after a long time .... more than 2 years ... 2 years is a very long time - Long enough to change a person ... transform a Fuckin Genius to a Jerk ... fuck him up from all sides and leave him with nuthin .... Yes, 2 big fuckin years have brought a change in me. These 2 years have made me stronger than ever before... From a so called "Psycho" to a sensible and true person .. from an asshole to a responsible n considerate son n brother ... from a Mind fuck to a Cool head .... Thanks to all my friends ( the very few i have ) who knowingly or unknowingly have influenced my life in a lot of ways for the good ....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Insomnia would be the right word to explain my state of mind and body for a long time ... I was not sleeping .. I was driving with my eyes drowsy and half closed .. dreaming with my eyes half open ... I lived on a single meal a day for most part of the week..... spent weekends all day all night in office alone ........ This was the reality which i myself could not see happening to me ... I needed a break from work, from friends, from the ' acting busy ' life, from the hunky -fuckin- dory lifestyle of mine ...... Taking a break did not help though .... The emptiness due to the lack of mutual addiction had to be filled by something purposeful ... I had no choices at that time .... i had to find a reason to change my life .. and it was most obvious that i find the reasons at the place i was always running away from ... Yes, all the reasons were back home ... There were people back there waiting for more than 7 years for me to do something .... I dont know if on this day dad thinks i am grown up, mature enough and capable of giving the family a better future .. at least some time for themselves ... away from being worried about me .... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON THE RUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SIOM happened to me amidst all the confusion ..... and i had no second thoughts about it, after facing so much humiliation in a few interviews .... finally things seem to be shaping up as i expected ... Back to college, books, first time in a hostel - in a city which i never thought i would live in for 2 years .... The first year is gone by the time i made good friends here ... i must say i started to like this place .... things are more organized now and i hope they will shape up well in the near future ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-5136149076311464963?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/5136149076311464963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/years-gone-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5136149076311464963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/5136149076311464963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/years-gone-by.html' title='Years gone by .......'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191692325537070686.post-7340681788721677995</id><published>2011-07-10T16:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-15T07:30:49.904+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommended Books ..'/><title type='text'>Back to Serious Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Finally got some time to read books with out any interruption. I managed to finish reading 3 books which remained half done over the last one year. Most importantly i managed to put a start to something which was in my mind for almost a decade. I finally started my prep for civil services with Indian History. The book in the library and the first day of study scared the shit out of me. Humongous amount of syllabus and i hope to stay focused through out the year. Most importantly the new pattern of civil services and the free schedule for second year MBA is what made me think about this as the right time for me to give it a shot or two. It is too early to say something about my prep though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the books i have read over the last couple of weeks and would recommend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Johnny gone down '&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - Karan Bajaj is very impressive in his second novel, though his first novel looked more like a copy of Chetan Bhagat's Five Point Someone. He clearly has gathered a lot of information from across borders and timelines and brought them together with a right mix of 'masala' i should say. Showing the extremities and uncertainities of life , Johnny's trip around the world is a mix of selfless friendship, love, courage and of course getting fucked up right when it seems that the future is promising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Choke' &lt;/b&gt;- This is the first time i have read a complete novel by Chuck Palahniuk. It's the story of one Victor Mancini - a sex addict , medical school drop out, who needs money to support his mother's medication and makes money pretending to be choked in restaurants. The life of Victor pretty much revolves around his sick mother, another sex addict turned rock collector (collecting rocks to stay away from addiction), and Dr. Paige marshall with whom who falls in love. The book keeps u really interested though disturbing at times , but the plot in the end seems to go no where. The style of writing is similar to that of fight club and the presentation of characters is as good, but over all does not stand up to the expectations of his previous works. I have always liked quotes from Fight club and the quotes from choke are equally good, but too many quotes in this story got me off the track while reading , may be this is the reason i felt like giving up towards the end but some how managed to finish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Invisible Monsters' &lt;/i&gt;I heard this was the first book written by Chuck but was not published coz of obvious reasons he is known for. The books narrates a story of a model at the peak of her career who gets shot in the face and is disfigured , later choses to cover her face under a veil to become the invisible monster. Here comes Brandy Alexander , the saviour who shows the monster the path to Break Free . A bold attempt i should say for a first book involving sex change, plastic surgery, stealing drugs, fashion, violence and lot of other things which you would not admit you ever thought of in your life , but what else can you expect out of Palahniuk's works. He has created a number of stories across different timelines involving a handfull of characters and brought them together quite well . A must read for people who have admired Fight Club - the movie or the novel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'To Kill a Mocking Bird' &lt;/i&gt;Undoubtedly one of the best books written in the last hundred years. Finally managed to read the complete book in one go. The story is a narration of 'Scout' a 9 year old girl whose father is a lawyer who decides to defend an innocent black man who ends up shot in the Jail before the final trial. An emotional narration set between the streets of maycomb county Alabama , TKAMB shows the world through the eyes of two kids growing up in a society hit by racism, and the difficulties of being righteous. Only thing i can say about TKAMB is that if you have watched the movie before reading the book , you have lost the total essence of the story , if you still haven't watched the movie or read the book, this is a book you must read in ur lifetime. Might have a lil difficulty with the southern slang if you are not used to it, but it will only cut down ur pace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still to come - &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lullaby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Chuck Palahniuk, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deception point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Dan Brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2191692325537070686-7340681788721677995?l=braind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/feeds/7340681788721677995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-to-serious-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7340681788721677995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2191692325537070686/posts/default/7340681788721677995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://braind.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-to-serious-reading.html' title='Back to Serious Reading'/><author><name>Brain Damage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959162177350451633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfMHKaIzNqE/To-uzsLVPPI/AAAAAAAAAus/CfIV_GktjuU/s220/sandy%2Bbw.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
